I Rise By Right, Not By Chance

I rise by right, not by chance

The day obeys my first advance

No spell, no law, no silent creed

Can bend the will of one now freed

I speak, and shadows must depart

My voice ignites the sleeping heart

I do not hope. I do command

Creation answers my demand

No ghost of guilt, no voice of fear

Can enter in this sovereign sphere

I walk with stars behind my eyes

I am the Word that never dies

Each breath I draw, a sacred rite

Each step I take bends dark to light

This tongue, a wand. These thoughts, pure flame

I call my power by True Name

I do not beg. I don't apply

I do not "try" I amplify

I cast no "spells" that make me small

I dissolve their codes. I rise from all

The mirror bows when I appear

The matrix cracks my path is clear

I do not chase. I don't submit

I sit in rhythm... Infinite

By Light, by Sound, by sacred Tone

I build my kingdom from the Throne

Not someday. Not if. Not soon. Not when

I speak and it begins again