[Opening – Whisper of Ruin]
In the fracture between dawn and the dying dark,
a pulse ignites—
Vhar’kunth… esh’varra…
the name that once was mortal
begins to rot into eternity.
[Verse I – The Throne Trembles]
The Obsidian blade sinks deep into the trembling plane,
and light screams
as darkness coils like a serpent awakening from an aeon-long hunger.
Worlds shudder. Suns deform.
The throne of two realms becomes a wound in existence,
bleeding shadows older than creation.
[Pre-Chorus – The Rise of Eternal Evil]
A shell of flesh cracks.
A soul of hatred ignites.
Armor grafts itself to bone like a coronation of extinction.
White hair like winter before the first star,
eyes turning violet—
a predator that outlived gods.
One half divine ruin,
one half primordial plague.
[Chorus – Birth of the Ever-Dying King]
Behold the one who rejects the sky—
Eternal Evil walks again.
Where he stands, constellations scatter
like frightened flocks of broken wings.
Where he breathes, the galaxies contract
as if to flee their fate.
Bow not, for bowing is pointless;
kneel not, for kneeling is forgotten.
He who shatters truth has risen.
[Bridge – Ancient Tongue of the Void]
Kra’shunn vel’thar,
Esh’ka mor’thal,
Ra’vhur sa’lemn,
Eternalis, vor’kaaan…
—The oath that unbinds the end from the beginning.
[Verse II – The Four Titans Gaze]
Before his throne of twilight and oblivion,
four sovereigns tremble beneath their pride.
The Lunar Emperor’s radiance dims to dying moonlight.
The Fallen Archangel folds his blazing wings in dread.
The Monarch of Destruction feels terror sharpen his wrath.
The Hollow Sovereign’s crown fractures
under a silence too ancient to name.
For the first time,
all four recognize a truth that crushes universes—
this battle is not war.
This is execution.
[Pre-Chorus II – Primordial Declaration]
As Eternal Evil lifts his gaze,
reality bows like a servant.
His armor glows with veins of crimson doom,
and the Void hums like a choir starved of hope.
He speaks,
and language dies trying to carry his will.
[Chorus II – The Command That Ends All Thrones]
Shatter your shields—
nothing forged in light survives the truth.
Shatter your crowns—
no monarch rules where time itself flees.
Shatter your gods—
their thrones crumble beneath the tide.
Shatter yourself—
for in the Void, your name dissolves
into unending night.
[Finale – Eternity Tears Itself Open]
Then comes the roar not meant for mortal senses,
a sound that turns bone to dust
and hope to ash.
Wings forged from collapsed stars burst open behind him,
casting shadows long enough
to swallow every realm at once.
The four Titans stand united,
yet unity breaks beneath his stare.
For he is the truth the cosmos feared to speak—
the first sin, the last dawn,
the hunger beneath creation.
And as he steps forward,
the universe whispers its final psalm:
“All beginnings kneel
to the end that walks.”
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