Ashes Of Indigo

Who are you to lift the trumpet,

Calling thunder with no flame?

Ashes gather on your altar,

Still you chant the Holy Name.

Towers built from borrowed scriptures,

Crumble into desert sand.

Prophets carved from smoke and mirrors,

Casting stones with trembling hands.

You must’ve been blind,

You must’ve been blind,

You must’ve been—

Tongues of fire, cloaked in ruin,

Every sermon turns to dust.

You can’t dance around the tempest,

When the heavens break your trust.

You must’ve been lost,

You must’ve been lost.

Scrolls are torn, the seals are broken,

Balance sways against the meek.

Angels watch with burning faces,

While the wicked curse the humble and weak.

Blood of nations stains the rivers,

Trumpets echo through the sky.

You poured venom in the chalice,

Now your soul is drinking dry.

You must’ve been gone,

You must’ve been gone,

You must’ve been—

False kings, hollow temples,

Every idol wears your face.

Preach to shadows in the wasteland,

But the void reveals your place.

You must’ve been out your mind,

You must’ve been out your mind.

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Trumpets sound, the sky is bleeding,

Stars fall silent from their thrones.

Every kingdom built on silver

Cracks to dust and shattered bones.

Serpents crowned with tongues of fire,

Preach in temples made of lies.

But the heavens split asunder,

And their kingdoms are denied.

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Plagues of glass rain down like ashes,

Seven thunders shake the land.

Every scroll is torn asunder,

Written by a sovereign hand.

Smoke of Babylon is rising,

Scarlet stains the final flood.

You lit candles on the altar,

But they flicker out in blood.

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Who are you to claim the crown,

When the heavens crack with fire?

Every mask shall rot to dust,

Every lie consumed entire.

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Weeping shades of indigo,

Trumpets sound the season.

Weeping shades of indigo,

Judgment has its reason.

When you tried to drown the flame,

You just proved the end of time—

You must’ve been blind,

You must’ve been left behind