[Intro – Narration over choirs]
They say the sky once burned with fire,
and kings ruled from thrones of bone.
But the night remembers…
and the ashes still wear their crown.
[Verse 1]
In a land drowned beneath crimson skies,
where thunder split the heavens wide,
a war was born from silence deep,
and angels wept but could not keep.
The steel of sorrow, the flame of grief,
cut through the world like a fallen leaf.
And every scream was carved in stone,
a hymn for a kingdom overthrown.
[Chorus] (Choirs swell, guttural voice leads)
A crown of ashes, burning high,
the fall of kings beneath the sky.
The choirs wept, yet still they sang,
of glory bound in endless pain.
[Verse 2]
Through hollow halls where echoes sleep,
the chains of fate dragged shadows deep.
From graves of gods, forgotten, torn,
rose a monarch, cloaked in scorn.
The storm obeyed, the earth did break,
as time itself began to shake.
And all who heard his name would kneel,
before the fire, before the steel.
[Chorus]
A crown of ashes, burning high,
the fall of kings beneath the sky.
The choirs wept, yet still they sang,
of glory bound in endless pain.
[Bridge – The storyteller’s voice rises]
The voices rose against the night,
the stars themselves betrayed the light.
And choirs soared, the heavens torn,
a kingdom bled, a curse was born.
[Breakdown – Harsh narration with growls beneath]
“Bury the light, devour the flame,
Rise from the ruin, remember my name.
Ashes to ashes, blood into stone,
I claim the throne, though I stand alone.”
[Final Chorus – Choir + Narrator united]
Crown of ashes, burning high,
fall of kings beneath the sky.
Choirs roar, the heavens sing,
death is crowned eternal king.
[Outro – Whispered narration]
And so the tale is told in fire,
the crown that burned, the world conspired.
The veil was torn, the shadows cried…
and still the ashes wear their pride.