[Intro] (Growled): From the depths of shadows, we rise, Beneath the blackened, burning skies. Carnage spills; the weak decay, Welcome to the end of days. [Verse 1] (Growled): The earth splits open, the vermin crawl, Kings dethroned as empires fall. Crimson rivers flood the land, The price of power, paid in sand. Flesh torn asunder, the echoes scream, Reality fractures—a shattered dream. The reaper watches, his scythe in hand, Harvesting souls from a ruined land. [Pre-Chorus] (Shrieked): Bow before the chaos crown, The throne of decay will pull you down. No savior comes, no prayers remain, All that’s left is death’s domain. [Chorus] (Growled with rhythmic chugs): Rise! Rise! The throne of decay! Breathe in the ash, let your soul waste away. Burn! Burn! In eternal fire, The end is here; let the darkness conspire. [Verse 2] (Growled with dissonant riffing): The prophets lied; their words turned dust, Their kingdoms buried, their gold will rust. The sun turns black, the void consumes, This cursed planet becomes its tomb. Bones grind beneath the march of war, The final hymn—humanity no more. Chaos eternal, a feast for the damned, The throne of decay takes command. [Bridge] (Chaotic tremolo picking, blasting drums): (Shrieked) Crawling maggots feast on pride, No gods remain, no place to hide. (Growled) Infernal pyres light the way, To bow before the throne of decay. [Breakdown] (Slow, crushing riffs): (Growled) Kneel! Before the end of time, Drink the blood, the filth, the grime. Feel the weight of endless pain, In this wasteland, nothing remains. [Chorus] (Growled with layered vocals): Rise! Rise! The throne of decay! Breathe in the ash, let your soul waste away. Burn! Burn! In eternal fire, The end is here; let the darkness conspire. [Guitar Solo] (Slow, crushing riffs) [Verse 3] (Haunting melody over guttural growls): The crown is forged in agony’s flame, A monument to the dead, a world in shame. (Shrieked) Decay eternal, the cycle complete, Bow to the void; accept defeat. [Pre-Chorus] (Shrieked): Bow before the chaos crown, The throne of decay will pull you down. No savior comes, no prayers remain, All that’s left is death’s domain. [Outro] (Growled with layered vocals): Rise! Rise! The throne of decay! Breathe in the ash, let your soul waste away. Burn! Burn! In eternal fire, The end is here; let the darkness conspire. end
