This was one of my earliest songs written for the women who would be my wife.

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🎙️ A Father’s Voice from the Shadows. A Lullaby for a Girl Born of Chaos. A Requiem for Power.

“More Than Power” is Silco’s soul-laid-bare confession to Jinx — not as a king, not as a warlord — but as her father.

Over smoky Rhodes chords and a cinematic soul groove, this track burns with the tension between empire and emotion, control and compassion.

💔 It’s what happens when a man forged in vengeance chooses love over legacy — when the feared becomes the fragile.

From torch-lit whispers to gospel-soaked cries, Silco confesses the impossible:

He gave up Zaun’s liberation for one broken, brilliant girl.

🩸💥 Featuring:

🎹 Left-hand Rhodes + muted horns

🎸 Grit-soaked guitar licks

🔥 Full band swells with gospel backing

🎤 Smoky vocals that crack under truth

🎻 Final string crescendo that bleeds redemption

❝I walked through fire with blood on my name…❞
❝But you weren’t a weapon. You made me a man.❞

This isn’t a  Revolutionary's  theme.
This is a father’s last prayer.

🎧 Best played alone, with headphones, and a memory of someone you’d burn heaven for.

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✨LYRICS BELOW✨
Mmm... I walked through fire with blood on my name,
Built my life in shadows, wore that crown of shame.
Taught to rule with fear, to strike before the pain…
But child, your laugh broke through that chain.
You weren’t a weapon, not a piece in my plan —
You were the one who made me a man.

Your eyes —
They showed me all I lost…
And I would pay whatever the cost.

More than power, more than pride,
I’d break every rule just to keep you alive.
No gang, no war, no place I hide
Could match the fire in your eyes.
Jinx, my chaos, my calm,
My bruised little song…
You taught your father what it means to be strong.
Yeah, for you...
For you, my storm.

I taught you how to fight, how to wear the mask,
Told you love was weakness — never dared to ask.
But when you held back, when you showed your fear,
I saw the strength in letting someone near.
I shaped our world with violence and schemes,
But you gave it meaning — you gave it dreams.

You needed a father,
Not a soldier, not a king…
And daughter, you gave me
Something hope could bring.

More than power, more than pride,
I’d burn this whole damn city just to stay by your side.
No gold, no throne, no twisted tide
Could keep this love I can’t hide.
Jinx, my fire and ash,
My thunder, my crash…
You showed me love in a world built to pass.
For you…
Yeah, for you, my blood.

Let 'em call me monster,
Let 'em write my story wrong…
If your heart beats free,
Then my name can be gone.
I ain’t no hero — never played it clean…
But I’d fall again to guard your dream.

More than power, more than pride,
I’d tear down heaven just to see you thrive.
No gods, no fate, no past I hide
Could turn me from your side.
Jinx — my curse, my grace,
My saving place…
They’ll never know what I gave
To see peace on your face.
For you…
For you, my girl.

Mmm-mm... yeah…
I was a shadow…
Till you called me Dad.
Never knew mercy,
Till the love we had.
If the world should end, if the fire takes the sky…
I’ll still be right here,
Where your tears dry.
No more lies… no disguise...
Just you and I…
Till the silence cries…

For you, my daughter…
Always... for you.

















More Than Power

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Said I wasn’t gon be $hi bih blind as a wombat 🤩

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A new decree from the Kingdom.

This is a dispatch from the other side of the dream... the death of a salesman. 
The smile is 'the best on the market'... 'til I get deleted.

The Royal Chronicles, Chapter 3.

👑 A NEW ANTHEM DROPS EVERY FRIDAY. 👑
The King requests your feedback. Real feedback builds the next anthem.


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Title: Death of a Salesman
(Music Style: Dark, atmospheric trap with heavy 808s and a haunting, melancholic synth melody)

[Intro]

(Ad-lib) Yeah... check the bottom line...

[Chorus]
This the death of a salesman, smile for the camera
Got the product on the pavement, movin' through the scanner
Got my dreams in the attic, collectin' dust and static
Signed the deal, it was tragic, this life is automatic
Yeah, this the death of a salesman, territory's cold
Sold my future for the present, now the story's told
Got the quota, I'ma meet it, 'til my soul's depleted
Yeah, the best on the market... 'til I get deleted.

[Verse 1]
Woke up in a silk suit, felt like it was armor
Spinnin' tales to the clients, professional charmer
They don't buy the product, nah, they buy the persona
Got 'em hooked on the feeling, the corner office karma
Numbers on a spreadsheet, blood on the balance sheet
Every "yes" is a high, every "no" is a concrete street
Call me Willy Loman with a Audemars Piguet
Flexin' on the 'gram, drowning in a silent debt
They see the condo view, they don't see the eviction note
They hear the engine roar, they don't hear the lump in my throat
I'm sellin' fantasy, yeah, the price is your belief
Top of the pyramid, but I'm just a dyin' leaf.

(Ad-lib): (Straight up)

[Chorus]
This the death of a salesman, smile for the camera
Got the product on the pavement, movin' through the scanner
Got my dreams in the attic, collectin' dust and static
Signed the deal, it was tragic, this life is automatic
Yeah, this the death of a salesman, territory's cold
Sold my future for the present, now the story's told
Got the quota, I'ma meet it, 'til my soul's depleted
Yeah, the best on the market... 'til I get deleted.

[Verse 2]
The competition's younger, hungrier, and savage
They don't know about the grind, they just see the cabbage
My old contacts goin' ghost, phone calls goin' hollow
Chasin' yesterday's commission, it's a bitter pill to swallow
The smile is gettin' painted on, the eyes don't match the shade
My son lookin' at me like he sees a ghost I made
Promised him the world, but the map I used was fake
How much success can one man's empty spirit take?
Paranoia in the rearview, see the headlights gainin'
80 hours on the clock, feel the sanity drainin'
This whole damn dream was a beautifully packaged lie
And I'm the star salesman who was the first to buy.

(Ad-lib): (It's lit... then it ain't)




Death of a Salesman

On this EP I tried letting go and just creating what i feel, because even though music is a businesses it's still music and i just cant forget who i am

02-Clock

Find me on twitter if you dare… just kidding I’ll add a link

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