Thirst of the Crown

Not power Not blood Not war Something deeper Something denied And still, I crave Gold on my head Ash in my throat Thrones mean nothing When you need what's remote The scars on my hands Can break empires apart But they can't rip the ache Out of my heart You are the hunger Beyond the flame The forbidden prayer I cannot tame I am the crime—yet I burn for you Forbidden wine, sacred wound I hold the world—but I bleed inside Thirsting for what even gods denied I split mountains With a single word I burn kingdoms With breath unheard Yet your name Haunts my sleep A river of hunger I cannot keep You are the thorn Buried in gold The only relic I couldn't hold I am the crown—yet I burn for you Forbidden wine, sacred wound I hold the world—but I bleed inside Thirsting for what even gods denied Beneath the crown Beneath the roar Only the hunger remains Only the ache for more I am the crown—yet I break for you Forbidden fruit I never knew I hold The world—yet I'm still enslaved Thirsting for what I can never claim