Thousand-Year Bloodline (Yhwach)

I am the father, the king, the end —

Death ain’t silence, it’s where I begin.

You pray to Soul Kings? I crushed their throne,

Now bleed, Íchi-gō — this war is my own.

Born blind, heart of wrath, I gave ‘em sight,

Every breath they took was my fuckin' right.

I see through time, bend fate like steel,

Kill gods for fun, then make 'em kneel.

You got bahn-kai? I erase that trick,

Turn your blade to dust, then slit you quick.

I’m the shadow that fathered your fear,

The blood in your veins is my souvenir.

I don’t make moves — I orchestrate doom,

Buried a thousand years just to unseal the tomb.

Shinigami, Quincy, Hollow — all the same,

Just fractured souls in my fuckin’ game.

I ate the King, spit out his bones,

Waged war with the world just to claim his throne.

I gave ‘em names, gave ‘em light, gave ‘em breath,

Then took it all back in a symphony of death.

Thousand-year bloodline — fall to your knees,

I rewrite fate with a whisper or sneeze.

Bow to the Father, the Monarch of Pain,

I don’t just kill — I reset the game.

Zon-get-sū? He was ME in disguise,

Watched from the dark with All-Seeing Eyes.

Íchi-gō, boy, you fight like a god —

But I’m the black void where gods get robbed.

Yah-mah-mō-tō? Burned that old bitch twice,

One time dead, second time precise.

Turned his own flames back on his soul,

Now watch as your heroes all lose control.

A Sternritter legion carved from my breath,

Loyal to wrath, baptize in death.

Even Oo-ryoo? Blood ain’t thicker than war —

One pulse from me, and he ain’t yours no more.

I see all endings, swallow all starts,

Your justice dies when my heartbeat charts.

This ain't revenge — it's a fucking purge,

Of every fool who thinks they can surge.

Thousand-year bloodline — fall to your knees,

I rewrite fate with a whisper or sneeze.

Bow to the Father, the Monarch of Pain,

I don’t just kill — I reset the game.

I carved a future where despair’s the law,

Where peace gets fed to the Jaws of Yuh-wok.

All who resist, I drain like leeches,

And scatter your dreams on blood-soaked beaches.

No god can stop me — I birthed the throne,

I watched Soul Society crack to the bone.

Say my name soft… say it with dread,

Y-H-W-A-C-H (Yuh-wok) — I raise the dead.