Track · Jan 18, 2026 · English

Crown of Cinders

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Duration

3:54

Language

English

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Kneeling in a hallway church

Tiles cracked

Candles hurt

Ash on my tongue

From every name I’ve ever cursed

Gold teeth in a broken grin

Saints carved into rusted tin

Halo in my pocket

Barter mercy for my favorite sin

[Pre-Chorus]

I don’t beg

I bargain

With every ghost I’ve fed

If there’s grace

Then charge it

To the blood I never shed

[Chorus]

I wear a crown of cinders

Let the smoke anoint my skin (oh)

If I am damned forever

I’ll be the king of where I sink

I don’t need your heaven

I’ve already burned that bridge

Raise my hands like holy lightning

Charisma in the curse I live

[Verse 2]

Laughing at the sermon door

Choir hums like distant war

I sign the air

With all the vows I’ve broken before

Pocket full of crooked deals

Scripture on my steering wheel

Drive through the night

Like every prayer’s a spinning wheel

[Pre-Chorus]

I don’t crawl

I’m calling

Every shadow by its name

If there’s light

It’s falling

Through the cracks I never changed

[Chorus]

I wear a crown of cinders

Let the smoke anoint my skin (hey)

If I am damned forever

I’ll be the king of where I sink

I don’t need your heaven

I’ve already burned that bridge

Raise my hands like holy lightning

Charisma in the curse I live

[Bridge]

Bless me

Make me worse

Turn this charm into a curse (oh)

If I’m lost

I’ll lead the lost

Turn confession into cost

Every “amen” on my tongue

Tastes like iron

Tastes like flood

If there’s a gate

I’ll break it laughing

Dripping grace and velvet blood

[Chorus]

I wear a crown of cinders

Let the smoke anoint my skin

If I am damned forever

I’ll be the king of where I sink (yeah)

I don’t need your heaven

I’ve already burned that bridge

Hands raised high

A dark messiah

Charisma in the curse I live

[Outro]

Crown of cinders

On my head

If this is judgment

Let it spread

I walk smiling

Through the fire

Every sinner’s

New choir director

Style

smoldering dark pop with cinematic choirs and huge toms; verses ride a tense low synth and distant bellsthen explode into a swaggeringhalf-time chorus with layered gang vocals. sub-bass growls under a rasp-tinged male lead; reverb-drenched chants and organ swells build a gothicsermon-gone-wrong atmosphere. final chorus adds octave-doubled vocals and soaring strings for a ruthlesstriumphant climax.english

Prompt

A song like prayer of a sinner by Ignis Tales but darker and more charismatic

Credits

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DarkSinBeat

GeneratedJan 18, 2026

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