Chrome-Crowned Cathedral

[Intro]
[glitched choir swell]
Gold teeth gleam
Red smoke halo
Boot print on the throne
I walk in slow
[Verse 1]
Black coat dragging through marble
War paint under these shades
Tattoos peeking from the collar
Saints all looking away
Candle wax drip on the floor tiles
Case full of wolves at my side
Whispers ricochet off the pillars
They pray I slip when I rise
[Chorus]
Welcome to my chrome-crowned cathedral
Blood on the banners, I’m regal (yeah)
Turn pews into pits when we step in
Every prayer here paid in aggression
Steel in my veins like it’s legal
I don’t fear kings, I delete ’em (delete ’em)
If you wanna see God from the steeple
All you gotta do is test my people (test my people)
[Verse 2]
Black car parked by the altar
Plates read “COME AND TRY”
Leather glove hand on the handle
Other hand blessing the sky (amen)
I don’t do mercy in meetings
Contracts carved in the glass
Choir boys humming my secrets
Organ pipes shake when I laugh
[Bridge]
Skull ring tapping on the rail
Hear that echo, hear that tale
Every scar another scale
On the dragon in the veil
Who gon’ judge me?
Not these statues made of sand
If heaven had a blacklist
It would spell my name in caps
[Chorus]
Welcome to my chrome-crowned cathedral
Blood on the banners, I’m regal (so regal)
Turn pews into pits when we step in
Every prayer here paid in aggression
Steel in my veins like it’s legal
I don’t fear kings, I delete ’em (delete ’em)
If you wanna see God from the steeple
All you gotta do is test my people (my people)
[Outro]
[orchestra swell, drums cut, distant gang vocals]
Chrome-crowned
Cathedral
Say my name
In the fresco

rap, Symphonic trap-metal hybrid with male vocals: ominous strings and cathedral choir stabs over distorted 808 glides and drill hats, layered with down-tuned guitars and glitchy chops. Verses snarl in a tight pocket, hook explodes with shouted gang vocals and stacked harmonies. Occasional stutter edits, bass drops, and orchestral hits drive a ruthless, cinematic energy arc., drill, glitch, metal