Whispers carved in ancient stone, Crowns of silence, thrones of bone. Candles bleed in midnight halls, Echoed footsteps, broken walls. Velvet shadows start to sing, Chains collapse, the bells will ring. Hear the violins ignite, Crashing thunder, shards of light. Every heartbeat shakes the ground, Lost in fire, I am found. Tear the crown, let empires fall, From the ashes, hear the call. Through the storm, I’ll stand untamed, In the dark, I claim my name. “Crown… break… rise—!" Harpsichord of shattered dreams, Choirs cry in fractured streams. Golden masks now fall away, Truth awakens, night turns day. Hear the violins ignite, Crashing thunder, shards of light. Tear the crown, let empires fall, From the ashes, hear the call. Through the storm, I’ll stand untamed, In the dark, I claim my name. “RISE… RISE… REBORN—!” Every scar’s a symphony, Every wound rewrites the key. Shadows bow before the flame, In the chaos, I remain. Tear the crown, let empires fall, From the ashes, hear the call. Through the storm, I’ll stand untamed, In the dark, I claim my name. “CROWN… BREAK… REBORN… TONIGHT!” Whispers carved in ancient stone, But the throne is mine alone.
