Crown Of The Morningstar

Iron gates

Cracked red throne

Ash in the air

Mine

All mine

I was born in the furnace

First breath

Burning stone

Fed on oaths that the cowards

Spat out when they broke

Carry brands on my knuckles

Every promise they sold

When the righteous are finished

They’re sent to my home

Hear them scraping at the door now

Hear them choke on every prayer

Every saint will fall in order

Filter down the spiral stairs

Bow to the king of hell

When the dark star rises

Morningstar blood

Sets the rules

Decides it

Clockwork pain

Turn the wheel

We guide it

Bow to the king of hell

Morningstar family

United

Elder sits in the embers

Eyes like hammered gold

Keeps the ledgers of monsters

Counts each shattered soul

Sister walks through the slaughter

Bare feet

Rivers of coal

Laughing soft as she fractures

Empires grown too old

Every crown will crack and crumble

Every name will lose its shine

When they drop through blackened skylight

They are ours

They are mine

We don’t hide in the shadows

We design them

Line by line

Every fear you ever swallowed

Was a letter in our sign

Raise your voice

It just echoes

Through the halls of our design

You were warned in every fable

We were waiting all the time