Static Crown (Rewired)

Iron breath, electric skin

Engines hum where I begin

Cold sparks bloom beneath the tone

The rhythm chews the copper bone

No slogans, no command

Just pressure humming through my hand

A steady line, a buried fuse

A quiet will I never lose

I don’t shout, I don’t break

Stillness cuts the noise I make

Underneath this static crown

The world leans in — I don’t bow down

Steel hearts turn in time’s machine

Their prayers dissolve in gasoline

My calm becomes the moving gear

A whisper made of voltage fear

I don’t shout, I don’t break

Stillness cuts the noise I make

Underneath this static crown

The world leans in — I don’t bow down

Friction sings where silence sleeps

Rust remembers what it keeps

The pulse is mine — the wire hums

Rebellion comes, but softly comes

Static folds around my crown

The lights decay, but I stay sound

A single tone beneath the din

The world falls out — I stay within