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
