Trinity Ascendant

Beneath a godless canopy of snow and ash

History howls when I breathe

You called it destiny—

I call it blood on stone

I was carved from wreckage and frostbite prayers

Hands split open on relics you buried in lies

Every myth you weaponized

Every grave you branded holy

I learned the language of ruin

By choking on your truth

Starved, shaking, feral

I crawled out of the crash

Not chosen—forged

Not blessed—bent

If faith is a knife, I’ll turn it inward

And watch your gospel bleed

You crowned yourselves keepers of light

While the world rotted under your boots

I don’t seek salvation

I take what survives

TRINITY—ASCENDANT

BUILD YOUR HEAVEN ON MY BACK

I’LL TEAR IT DOWN WITH MY TEETH

SCRIPTURE SNAPS—BONES BREAK

YOUR GODS DIE SCREAMING

IN THE COLD WHERE I WAS BOR

Frozen tombs and jungle rot

I chased ghosts through bone and fire

Your symbols choke the skyline

Like nooses dressed as stars

You called it order

I call it colonized silence

I watched men kneel to engines

Praying to bullets and flags

Your miracles are mass graves

Your saints wear fucking masks

I pulled the trigger on prophecy

And felt nothing but clarity

NO CROWN

NO CHURCH

NO MERCY

NO FUCKING GOD

You want control—

I bring collapse

You want faith—

I bring the axe

Carved into ice, baptized in ash

I am the end you couldn’t draft

I carried the weight of the dead through storms

Names etched deep in my ribs

If survival is sin—then crucify me

I’ll resurrect as a threat

Every relic you hid from the sun

I dragged screaming into day

History doesn’t belong to tyrants

It belongs to those who pay

TRINITY—ASCENDANT

YOUR EMPIRE RUNS ON FEAR

I’LL DROWN IT IN THE MUD

SCRIPTURE SNAPS—BONES BREAK

YOUR GODS DIE SCREAMING

WHEN THE TRUTH PULLS THE TRIGGER

No throne waits at the summit

Only wind and a loaded past

I don’t climb to be worshipped

I climb to end the fucking myth