King of the Burning Hour

Lyrics

[Intro] Screens wake up, every window turns red A thousand little kingdoms hanging by a thread You wanted a ruler, you wanted a sign So take this transmission as the end of your line [Verse 1] I built my throne from broken promises Stamped my seal on every counterfeit kiss You count your halos like they're pieces of gold I count the names of the brave you sold You keep your gates behind a polished disguise But I can read the fear in the guards' eyes No saint survives when the furnace gets fed Tonight the living crown goes to the dead [Pre-Chorus] Raise the curtain, lock the door Every oath becomes a war If the sky says we must kneel Let the sky learn how we feel [Chorus] I am the king of the burning hour I bring the storm to your ivory tower No more begging beneath your decree You made an enemy out of me Call your angels, sound the alarm I’ll turn your judgment into a charm When the last bright banner falls You’ll hear my name through heaven’s walls [Verse 2] Send your messengers, polish their wings Tell them a tyrant is coming for kings I’ve got a city that’s hungry and loud Every lost soul is joining the crowd No borrowed mercy, no velvet excuse No clean confession can cut me loose You drew the border, you sharpened the blade Now watch the empire you mocked get made [Pre-Chorus] Raise the curtain, kill the light Every sinner picks a side tonight If the sky says we must kneel Let the sky learn how we feel [Chorus] I am the king of the burning hour I bring the storm to your ivory tower No more begging beneath your decree You made an enemy out of me Call your angels, sound the alarm I’ll turn your judgment into a charm When the last bright banner falls You’ll hear my name through heaven’s walls [Bridge] Choir: Who holds the match? Lead: I do. Choir: Who breaks the chain? Lead: We do. Choir: Who claims the dawn? Lead: The ones you cast away. I hear the gears behind the clouds I see the frightened heads bowed down But every voice you tried to erase Is now a siren in your sacred place [Final Chorus] I am the king of the burning hour I bring the storm to your ivory tower No more begging beneath your decree You made an enemy out of me Call your angels, sound the alarm I’ll turn your judgment into a charm When the last bright banner falls You’ll hear our names through heaven’s walls [Outro] Open the gates, let the red tide rise No more silence dressed up as paradise If you wanted war, then remember this call: We were beneath you—now we’re coming for all