The twilight fades as I descend below,
Among the faithless, where no roses grow.
The ancient poets speak in broken lines,
Yet wisdom there"s none in hollow signs.
I turn from faces veiled in lightless gray,
"You are of us," they chant, "don"t stray."
But their verses burn in ash and stone,
I step aside, their voices gone.

"Kneel before what you've become,"
"Embrace the dark, the work is done."
"Where angels fear to spread their wings,"
"We"ll give you all forbidden things."

Their broken halos whisper lies,
Sweet nothings 'neath the burning skies.
"What"s pleasure but a fleeting song?"
"You"ll find your peace where you belong."
But I"ve no taste for poisoned wine,
I walk through flames, no hand in mine.
The stars above have turned to ash,
Their passions burn, their hopes won"t last.

"Kneel before what you've become,"
"Embrace the dark, the work is done."
"Where angels fear to spread their wings,"
"We"ll give you all forbidden things."

They gorge on filth, they choke on gold,
Their gluttony grows, yet they grow cold.
"Feed your soul," they croak, "take more,"
"Here"s your banquet, endless store."
But I crave not what they devour,
Their hands like claws, they lose their power.
I step through ruins of their feast,
A hollow king among the least.

"Kneel before what you've become,"
"Embrace the dark, the work is done."
"Where angels fear to spread their wings,"
"We"ll give you all forbidden things."

Coins of Judas scatter at my feet,
In golden chains, their hearts repeat,
"Take your fill, this wealth is yours,"
"For every sin, there"s open doors."
Yet every treasure holds no weight,
Just hollow riches born of hate.
The kings of dust, they bow in vain,
For greed is but an endless chain.

"Kneel before what you've become,"
"Embrace the dark, the work is done."
"Where angels fear to spread their wings,"
"We"ll give you all forbidden things."

In rivers thick with endless rage,
The damned still scream from every age.
"Strike them down!" the waters call,
"Crush them "neath your rise, your fall."
But I have burned through wrath"s old flame,
I hold no torch for empty shame.
The wrathful drown, their fists like chains,
But I"ve no place in fury"s reign.

"Kneel before what you've become,"
"Embrace the dark, the work is done."
"Where angels fear to spread their wings,"
"We"ll give you all forbidden things."

The flames of thought burn bright, yet blind,
In tombs of fire, the restless mind.
"Deny the heavens, bend the truth,"
"What"s left but madness in our youth?"
But I"ve seen angels fall from grace,
Their hollow words can"t fill this space.
The scholars choke on words of air,
I walk past their books, their prayer.


"Kneel before what you've become,"
"Embrace the dark, the work is done."
"Where angels fear to spread their wings,"
"We"ll give you all forbidden things."

Here blood runs deep and mountains rise,
With broken men who swore their lies.
"Strike down your foes, it"s all the same,"
"Violence wins in heaven"s name."
But I"ve watched empires turn to ash,
Their banners fall, their armies crash.
The beasts of war have roared and died,
I leave them in their endless tide.

"Kneel before what you've become,"
"Embrace the dark, the work is done."
"Where angels fear to spread their wings,"
"We"ll give you all forbidden things."

Deceivers twist the night with lies,
Their serpents crawl beneath the skies.
"What is truth but shifting sand?"
"Take our hand, and rule this land."
But I"ve no use for crooked ways,
Their webs of words, their empty praise.
The false and foul hide in their shame,
I leave them trapped within their game.

"Kneel before what you've become,"
"Embrace the dark, the work is done."
"Where angels fear to spread their wings,"
"We"ll give you all forbidden things."

The ice surrounds, like shattered dreams,
Where traitors writhe, without their screams.
Their hollow faces turned to stone,
But here I stand, forever alone.
Their sins are weak, their lies too small,
They bend and break, I watch them fall.
I walked through flames, I faced their cry,
But in their tears, I saw a lie.

For I am pride, and wrath, and greed,
The one who laughs while others plead.
I scorn them all, in every round,
The weak who crawl, the souls unbound.
I did not weep, I did not bend,
I am the sin that has no end.
Even now, on ice-bound throne,
I claim this Hell, this world my own!

I hate them all, with every breath,
The fools who begged to cheat their death.
I rise above, in darkest pride,
I wear my sins, I do not hide!
I spat upon their hollow cries,
I stand alone, where honor dies.
If Hell has kings, then let it be,
For I am all, and all is me!

"Kneel before what you've become,"
"Embrace the dark, the work is done."
"Where angels fear to spread their wings,"
"We"ll give you all forbidden things."