Intro (spoken / low growl)
I wore the crown to see the end…
What was blessing became the chain.
Verse 1
Stone and thunder, I divide the night,
Fingers braided lightning, bending law to sight.
Voices carve my name in temples made of dust,
Worship fuels the furnace, every prayer a rust.
I painted suns on canvas cold and black,
Gave the fractured children dreams to bring them back.
All the keys — the boundless doors lay at my feet,
Power like a river, spilling into every street.
Pre-Chorus
Feel the tremor when I breathe — the world inhales,
Every choice a faultline, every mercy bails.
Chorus
I am the fire, I am the flame,
I hold the sky, I write the names.
I am the silence at the end of touch,
I have the weight of wanting, and it crushes much.
the crown of ash I wear,
salvation and despair.
Verse 2
I sculpt the laws that keep the chaos chained,
Set the seasons on their course, extinguished every pain.
Eyes that never close, a witness to their sins,
I bend the night to order, iron where it thins.
But shadows multiply in corners of my mind,
No hand to hold the tremor, no face that’s mine.
When gods make judgement, the guilty make their plea,
Every verdict bleeds a thousand cries back into me.
Pre-Chorus
Hear the whisper of the hollow—echoes of the cost,
All the easy choices vanish, all the gains are lost.
Chorus
I am the shelter when their storms descend,
I am the law, the ladder, and the end.
I taste a loneliness they never knew,
I trade the simple nights for destinies askew.
the crown of ash I wear,
salvation and despair.
Bridge (half-sung, half-shouted)
Omni — but alone.
Omni — but alone.
I gave them dawns, I gave them fate,
I pulled the threads and sealed the gate.
A universe that calls my name — then spits it out in blame.
Immortal hands grow brittle, immortal hearts still ache.
Breakdown (machine-gun cadence; chant)
Power — holds the sky.
Power — kills the lie.
Mercy — breaks my spine.
Mercy — I define.
Worship — lights the flame.
Worship — writes my name.
Lonely — taste the cost.
Lonely — what I lost.
Solo (instrumental — scream over riff)
Final Chorus (bigger, more open)
I am the thunder, I am the dawn,
I lift the fallen, right what’s torn.
I am the hollow when the crowds have gone,
I keep the scars when the skies move on.
the crown of ash I wear,
salvation and despair.
Outro (calm, resigned whisper over fading riff)
If crown is coin, and coin is chain —
I gave them life, and kept my pain.
I was the god who thought to care —
Now all that’s left is ash and air.
Lamia_Infernalis
