Lyrics

I build the walls, then watch them fall,
A kingdom born to bury all.
A crown of glass, it cuts my skin,
I crave the power, but not the sin.

I see their fear, I taste their cries,
Each broken plea beneath my lies.
The strings I pull, the pain I weave,
A hollow god they can’t believe.

Above the world, I hold the sky,
A shattered king who cannot die.
I crush the earth, I break the flame,
A throne of dust, a name in shame.

I carve their faith, I steal their dreams,
A puppet master’s violent schemes.
Their lives are threads I twist and bind,
A fleeting truth, a fractured mind.

The mirror stares, but shows no face,
The void inside I can’t replace.
Each fragile vow, each fading plea,
Reflects the god they’ll never see.

Above the world, I hold the sky,
A shattered king who cannot die.
I crush the earth, I break the flame,
A throne of dust, a name in shame.

I am the fire, I am the flood,
The price of power paid in blood.
The walls grow thin, the echoes cry,
A fragile god who longs to die.

I twist the stars, I scar the moon,
A hymn of wrath, a hollow tune.
The ground gives way, the heavens fall,
The weight of gods destroys them all.

Above the world, I hold the sky,
A shattered king who cannot die.
I crush the earth, I break the flame,
A throne of dust, a name in shame.

The crown has cracked, the fire fades,
A god betrayed by what he made.
Above it all, I stand alone,
A fleeting king without a throne.