Crimson Crown

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Steel in our hands, fire in our veins,

Rising from ruins, breaking the chains.

The storm has eyes, and it sees us all—

Will you rise, or will you fall?

No gods to pray to, no fate to chase—

We carve our names in time and space.

A crimson path, a rebel’s flame,

This world will remember our name.

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Raise your blade and wear the crown,

Even if the heavens drown.

March through blood, through rain, through lies,

We’ll paint the truth across the skies.

Crimson reign, we ride the fire—

Our hearts the drum, our will, the pyre.

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Whispers crawl beneath the throne,

Truths forgotten, power grown.

But even shadows bow to light,

And even kings must learn to fight.

No peace in silence, no strength in fear—

We stand as one, the end draws near.

From shattered roots, we rise again,

The legacy beyond the end.

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Raise your blade and wear the crown,

Even if the stars burn down.

Sworn in scars and silent cries,

We’ll be the storm they can’t disguise.

Crimson reign, we stand, defy—

Our truth won’t fade, we never die.

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Crimson hearts don’t kneel or break—

We are the dawn no night can take.