[Intro – Low Choir / Distorted Whisper]
Power is not taken.
Power is understood.
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[Verse 1]
You chase control like it’s gold in your grip,
But power’s a blade with a scholar’s script.
I studied the rise, I studied the fall,
Every empire cracks from inside its wall.
Strength ain’t loud — it don’t beg applause,
It’s knowing the flaw in the system’s laws.
Kings want loyalty, gods want praise,
Both fall victim to human ways.
I walked through fire, I walked through doubt,
Burned my name just to carve it out.
Samurai bound, Ronin unmade,
Now I move like a self-built blade.
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[Chorus 1 – Powerful / Driving]
This the warpath gospel I preach in steel,
Truth don’t bend — it breaks what’s weak.
I don’t follow fate — I redefine it,
I don’t fear the dark — I design it.
Warpath gospel carved in bone,
No throne needed — I am my own.
When the world demands I kneel —
I teach it how to feel.
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[Verse 2 – Faster / Aggressive Clarity]
Power ain’t rage — that’s lack of control,
Power is knowing the cost of your soul.
I paid in blood, I paid in flame,
Every loss rewrote my name.
You want dominance? Learn restraint.
You want legacy? Don’t chase faint.
The loudest tyrant dies in pride,
The quiet will is what survives.
I don’t conquer land — I conquer fear,
I don’t scream truth — I make it clear.
When the dust all settles and myths dissolve —
Only discipline evolves.
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[Chorus 2 – Bigger / Layered]
This the warpath gospel I preach in steel,
Every scar is a signed appeal.
I don’t run from the weight I bear —
I became aware.
Warpath gospel, mind like stone,
Built from loss I overthrown.
You can’t shatter what’s refined —
Pressure built my mind.
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[Bridge – Half-Time / Aggressive Spoken]
Honor taught me structure.
Loss taught me vision.
Rage taught me power.
Silence taught me precision.
You want to rule?
Rule yourself.
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[Chorus 3 – Final / Monumental]
This the warpath gospel — final form,
Not the chaos, not the storm.
Samurai blood, Ronin pain,
Shinobi will in every vein.
Warpath gospel — understand,
Power starts inside your hand.
When kings fall to their own design —
I remain. By design.
ShadowSing
