Heritage

[intro]

[Verse 1]
There’s a shadow on my shoulder, whispers warnings in the night,
Is it Heaven’s wings or hellfire? I can’t tell wrong from right.
Every grudge I hold turns thunder, strikes the ones who cross my heart,

[Pre-Chorus]
Father said his grandmother spoke with spirits in the trees,
Now her blood runs through my veins—a curse I can’t unsee.

[Chorus]
*Don’t you dare to cross the line, don’t you tempt the edge of wrath—*
There’s a ghost that guards my ribs, it’ll carve your name in ash.
I don’t know who pulls the strings—angel, demon, phantom blade—
But if you light the fuse, I swear… you’ll vanish where you’re laid.

[Verse 2]
I paint my face in apathy, let the world think I’m a stone,
But the storm beneath my collarbone could shatter every bone.
Laugh at me, but tread so lightly—one wrong word, the chains release,
And the judge behind my shadow drags you where the shadows feast.

[Bridge]
I wear a mask of ice, no flame can melt my steel,
But the beast inside my ribs… it’s hungry for the kill.
Is this grace or just a hex? A shield or poisoned crown?
Every breath I take could burn this cursed town…

[Outro]
Is it a gift or a curse, this bloodline’s ancient rhyme?
The shadow on my shoulder… outlives me every time.


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