Oak Leaf Crown

* Content Warning: Coarse Language [Intro] I was not born from your rib of dust, Nor carved from the silence beneath your throne. I rose from root and river-mud, From moon-blood tide and standing stone. [Verse 1] You built your temples from my bones, Wrote your laws in my mother’s name, Turned holy water into chains, Branded my hunger as a shame. But I remember older hymns, Before your book and iron bell, When oak and ash were cathedrals, And every stone had tales to tell. [Chorus] I reclaim the altar, I reclaim the ground, From the crown of thorns, To the oak leaf crown. Your kingdom trembles when I speak, I am the wild you could not keep. From ash and ember I arise, The old gods waking in my eyes. [Verse 2] You crowned yourselves with borrowed light, Declared dominion over skin and sin, But every curse you cast at night Was just your fear of what I’ve been. I am harvest, I am plague, I am cradle, I am grave, The priestess scorned and wronged, Now rises up where she belongs. [Chorus] I reclaim the altar, I reclaim the ground, From the crown of thorns, To the oak leaf crown. I've felt you fuck me with your eyes, Your selfish touch that I despise. No more kneeling, no more shame, You'll say my many sacred names. [Bridge] I have been witch, I have been whore. I have been saint behind your door. I have been silenced, I've been shamed. I have been burned in your name. But I am circle, not your line, No straight-edged god can redefine The spiral path beneath my skin, Where death and life are woven in. [Final Chorus] I reclaim the altar, I reclaim the ground, From the crown of thorns, To the oak leaf crown. Your paper crowns all turn to dust, In earth and flame I place my trust. From ash and ember I arise, The old gods blazing in my eyes. [Outro] I was never yours to save. Never made to be your slave. My desire is not my shame. And I have my own name.

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