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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Black banners on the morning
Smoke scars the silver sky
Your name burned in the chapels
Your crown a crooked lie
I carve you from the icons
Scratch halos into dust
My hands still smell of incense
My lungs of rust
[Chorus]
I set your throne on ashen choirs
Hear them sing your fall
My fire
All your saints in shattered frames
Calling out your broken name
From the ruins of your empire
I rise
I rise through ashen choirs
[Verse 2]
You preached in gilded armor
Gold flaked with borrowed grace
I learned your sacred language
Then spat it in your face
Now every bell is war-drums
Each hymn a battle-cry
Your book becomes my banner
Your altar
Where you die
[Chorus]
I set your throne on ashen choirs
Hear them sing your fall
My fire
All your saints in shattered frames
Calling out your broken name
From the ruins of your empire
I rise
I rise through ashen choirs
[Bridge]
Kneel to the silence
Where your sermons used to crawl
Look how your secrets
Bleed on the marble wall
I light the candles
For every voice you chained
They stand behind me
Unafraid
Unnamed (hey!)
[Chorus]
I set your throne on ashen choirs
Hear them sing your fall
My fire
All your saints in shattered frames
Calling out your broken name
From the ruins of your empire
I rise
I rise through ashen choirs
I rise
I rise through ashen choirs
Details
GeneratedApr 7, 2026
Duration4:27
LanguageGerman
Style
metal, Epic symphonic metal with towering choirs, double-kick barrages, and downtuned guitars in a tight, galloping groove. Strings carve sharp ostinatos under a minor-key lead line; chorus explodes with layered female vocals and stacked harmonies. Bridge drops to half-time with church organ swells, then surges into a final, higher-key chorus and sustained power-note outro., symphonic metal
Credits
Prompt by
SpiderMystic62
SpiderMystic62ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
metal, symphonic metal
