[Verse I — The Broken Ascendant | Lunar Dominion]
From the ruins of my shattered name, I rise again,
Bones etched with the moon’s cold flame, reborn in disdain.
They called me broken… cast out from the world I bled to save—
But the Lunar banners whispered, “Child, let night unchain.”
I kneel beneath the silver throne, my vow a whispered scar:
“To burn the heavens that abandoned us and carve a darker star.”
Moonsteel wings unfurl behind me, forged from grief and hate—
I march with shadows consecrated, to rewrite my fate.
[Pre-Chorus — Broken Ascendant]
No prayers left inside my bones, no mercy in my veins—
Just the lunar drums that thunder like a war of ancient reigns.
[Chorus I — Dominion]
Rise, Broken Ascendant—
Let your agony ignite the night!
Storm the gates of sanctity,
Turn heaven’s halo black with blight!
For when the moon divides the sky,
Your wrath shall lead us home—
Ascend, O Fallen Chosen,
Claim the throne that cast you from its dome!
[Verse II — Crown of the Ashes | Archangel Legion]
From embers of a kingdom lost, I crown myself again,
A monarch forged in wildfire, untouched by mortal pain.
Where mortals fled before my gaze, the heavens did not break—
They opened wings of holy wrath, and welcomed what I became.
I step into the blinding choir, ashes trailing like a veil,
A king reborn in radiance, blessed through sorrow’s final wail.
The Archangels whisper, “Rise, and purge the tainted night.”
So I wield my crown of ruin as a torch of sacred might.
[Pre-Chorus — Ashen King]
Let the cosmos tremble now, for I have knelt to none—
Yet I vow to scorch the darkness till the final war is won.
[Chorus II — Archangel Legion]
Hail, Ashen Sovereign—
Burn the void with holy fire!
Lead the legions of the sky,
Unmake the moon’s profane empire!
Let thunder crown your shattered throne,
Let halos blaze your name—
Ascend, O King of Cinder,
Set the heavens wild with flame!
[Bridge — Dual Oaths, Opposing Legions]
[Dominion whispers] “Break the world that broke you first.”
[Heaven answers] “Cleanse the night that dared to thirst.”
Two fallen hearts in rising storms,
One bound to dusk, one bound to dawn—
Their oaths collide like dying stars,
As marching drums drag fate along.
[Final Chorus — Both Legions]
So rise, you broken children—
Of moon and flame, of wrath and crown!
Let heaven quake and shadows roar,
Let angels fall, let empires drown!
For when the sky rips into two
And both crusades collide—
The Fallen shall decide the end…
On either lunar or holy side.
CataclysmConductor
