[Intro – Low distorted hum] You look like I used to. That’s the problem. ⸻ [Verse 1 – Controlled emptiness] You step through ash like you still care, Like hope still lingers in the air, Like this world’s something you can repair — It isn’t. I stood where you are once before, Blade in hand, heart at war, Believed there was something worth fighting for — There wasn’t. Seven graves beneath this sky, Darius’ oath where iron died, Seris’ flame that blackened wide — I remember. You see a monster in my stance, But I see circumstance, One step wrong in grief’s expanse — And here I am. ⸻ [Chorus 1 – Heavy, dominant] No throne left to burn for me, No gods left to turn to me, This black sun learned from me — And stayed. You still carry red inside, Still think there’s a side to side, But I’ve already watched that die — In flames. ⸻ [Verse 2 – Rising menace] You call this void corruption, I call it interruption, Of endless war and false redemption — It ends here. I didn’t choose to be this crown, I just refused to kneel down, When the world collapsed around — I stood. You think you’re here to save me? To break what fate has made me? Look closer — I’m what saved me — From breaking. The black sun doesn’t scream, It doesn’t beg, it doesn’t dream, It simply burns between — What’s left. ⸻ [Chorus 2 – Darker] No throne left to burn tonight, No mercy left in sight, If you think you’re here to fight — Then fight. You carry hope like it’s armor still, But hope bends slow to iron will, And iron breaks when forced to feel — Too much. ⸻ [Bridge – FULL SCREAM BREAKDOWN] (Guitars slam hard, double kick) YOU SEE A MONSTER — I SEE TRUTH. YOU SEE A CURSE — I SEE PROOF. I BURIED EVERYTHING YOU LOVE SO YOU WOULDN’T HAVE TO. (SCREAM) I AM THE BLACK KNIGHT THAT STANDS — NOW BURN! (Guitar chugs continue) COME AND TRY TO SAVE ME. ⸻ [Chorus 3 – Final dominance] No throne left, no crown to claim, Only ash and only flame, If you think we’re not the same — You’re wrong. Red sun flickers in your chest, Black sun steady in my breath, If one of us must face what’s next — It won’t be me. ⸻ [Outro – Duel ignition] He draws his blade. Not in anger. In certainty.

NO THRONE LEFT TO BURN