https://suno.com/s/0GhHVJUey8Ko4a16 “Thorns Not Horns” By Sheryl Clyde / Ash Thunderbird [Intro – Whispered] He’ll come smiling. With scripture on his lips and genocide in his eyes. And they’ll call it revival. But it’s rot in a crown.

[Verse 1 – The False Messiah] Exactly. He’ll glide in slick with peace on his tongue, Dripping counterfeit holiness, Wrapped in robes he didn’t earn.

“I and the Father are one,” He’ll say— Just like Jesus did. But when He said it, The veil tore. Graves split. Demons screamed. Creation bowed.

When this one says it, The veil stays stitched. The dead stay cold. And silence will clap like thunder.

[Chorus – The Counterfeit Crown] It’s blasphemy wearing a crown. It’s fear in a shepherd’s cloak. And still they’ll cheer, Because lies dressed in power Sell better than truth nailed to wood.

[Verse 2 – Rejection Reversed] The Sanhedrin? They missed Him once. Too humble. Too human. Too holy for their politics. So they’ll miss it again— Only this time, they’ll reject the wrong messiah For all the right reasons.

Even the devil can’t please everyone. And when the Beast feels that sting of no— He won’t turn the other cheek.

[Bridge – The Unholy Wrath] Jesus bore the cross. This one brings the sword. Fire rains—not to cleanse, But to consume.

He doesn’t want faith— He wants compliance. Not love— Loyalty through fear.

And that’s the tell. That’s the twist. That’s the trap.

[Breakdown – The Wilderness Remnant] But some… Some still know the Shepherd’s voice. Even if they have to run. Even if they’re hunted. Even if they lose everything.

They. Won’t. Bow.

[Final Chorus – The True Crown] Christ wore thorns. We don’t trade them for horns. Not now. Not ever.

[Outro – Echoed Like Thunder] Let the Beast rage. Let the world bend. But those sealed in blood, Do. Not. Break.