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Uncrowned Kings
Rebis of the Matrix
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O sons of light, where have you gone?
The thrones are empty
The fire withdrawn
But deep in the dark
A heartbeat sings
The rise
The fall
Of crownless kings
I was born into noise, baptized in blue light
Fed shadow roles and dopamine bites
They told me "be a man", but never showed how
Just mocked my stillness, shamed my crown
I saw boys play tyrant, or fade into ghosts
No King in their chest, just likes and posts
But I read the glyphs, I learned the frame
True power don't posture
It claims, then tames
It ain't about gold or throwing your weight
It's holding the storm while choosing your fate
To build, to bless, to break your pride
And plant your truth in the field where lies died
Stand up, O man of the flame
Let the demons know your name
Not with wrath, but with will refined
A King is forged in soul, not mind
Not born, but built through blood and tears
Your throne appears when you face your fears
You are the fire
You are the sword
The King they said would come no more
The Warrior don't fight to destroy, he fights to guard
His blade's not revenge, it's a prayer carved hard
But they gave us rage with no rite of return
Turned men into weapons who forgot to discern
And the Magician?
Man, they made him a clown
Addicted to pixels, spells watered down
But real gnosis hides in silence and scars
The codes of the cosmos tattooed in the dark
You want to lead? Then first descend
Through ego's death and the wounds you mend
You don't wear a crown just to shine and gleam
You wear it to wake the forgotten dream
Stand up, O man of the flame
Let the demons know your name
Not by blood, but by choice you reign
A true King loves through sacred pain
Not born, but built through sacrifice
The sword is earned, not rolled like dice
You are the seed, you are the dawn
The King they said was too far gone
The Lover they mocked as weak and wild
But he's the soul that makes the Warrior mild
The heart that bleeds, the tears that free
The mirror of God in vulnerability
I've held the shadow, I've danced with death
Buried false selves with every breath
I saw the boy who lost his voice
And gave him back his sacred choice
I am not here for applause or fame
I came to restore the lost male flame
The sacred man who dares to feel
To build, protect, to bless, to heal
Rise now, O sons of grace
Your thrones await in this broken place
The world will tempt, will test, will twist
But Kings are those who still persist
Crownless no more
We rise through war
Not to rule, but to restore
Divine by fire, we roar
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