[Verse 1]
Ash on my arms
Blades on the chain swing, singing for blood
Red on the tide
I tore down thrones, dragged gods through the mud
They called it fate
I called it rage that never learned to sleep
Burned my name
Into marble, into myth, into seas so deep
I held Olympus by the throat
Heard thunder choke on its own pride
Snapped halos, cracked their crowns
Watched false stars fall from the sky
[Chorus]
I killed a pantheon, and it still ain’t enough
I broke the heavens just to feel something tough
Ghost of the past on my back like a scar
God after god, I keep raising the bar
If there’s a throne, I’m tearing it down
If there’s a titan, I’m driving it into the ground
From Greek ash to the cold of the north
I am the storm that keeps walking forward
[Verse 2]
Chains turned to axe
Frost in the steel where the fire once burned
Snow in my beard
Boy at my side, every page that we turned
Whispers of wolves
Runes in the bark, realms hidden in smoke
New gods with old sin
Same poison wrapped in a different cloak
I left their temples buried
Yet I still hear their dying cries
Every victory felt empty
So I hunted new heavens in foreign skies
[Chorus]
I killed a pantheon, and it still ain’t enough
I broke the heavens just to feel something tough
Ghost of the past on my back like a scar
God after god, I keep raising the bar
If there’s a throne, I’m tearing it down
If there’s a titan, I’m driving it into the ground
From Greek ash to the cold of the north
I am the storm that keeps walking forward
[Bridge]
[Choir swell, guitars drop to a low growl]
How many crowns
Til the rage runs dry? (tell me)
How many sons
Must watch fathers die?
I buried one world
Still my hands shake
I face a new sky
And feel old quakes
Oaths, broken
Bones, tokens
Every realm just another war spoken
[Chorus]
I killed a pantheon, and it still ain’t enough
I broke the heavens just to feel something tough
Ghost of the past on my back like a scar
God after god, I keep raising the bar
If there’s a throne, I’m tearing it down
If there’s a titan, I’m driving it into the ground
From Greek ash to the cold of the north
I am the storm that keeps walking forward (forward)
[Outro]
Steps in the snow
Echo of ash in every breath I draw
I walk from ruin to ruin
But the war still walks in my shadow