Obsidian [NDC]

Beneath an ashen sky, you held your ground With bloodied hands, you kept the wolves at bay Through every storm, I traced the steps you found Your silent strength taught mine to rise one day Those tattered boots once crossed a thousand roads Through winter's frost and kingdoms lost to flame I walk the path where every scar still glows And bear the crown that could not bear your name Within the glass, your eyes return to mine The years we lost dissolve in crimson rain “Stand tall, my blood”—your voice transcends all time Through midnight's veil, I hear you call again Father, you're my star of obsidian A burning crown against the endless night The sacred flame once resting in your hands Now runs eternal through my veins of white If I could steal the hours from the grave I'd hold you close beneath the dying moon And whisper through the tears I could not save, “Father, your son shall carry on your tune” Father, you're my star of obsidian A burning crown against the endless night The sacred flame once resting in your hands Now runs eternal through my veins of white Rest now, beyond the dying crimson sky Where fallen roses bloom in silver light Your soul shall sail beyond the stars tonight While I ascend the throne you left behind These tears shall crystallize as roses red And crown the path where shattered angels lie I'll raise your obsidian star toward dawn Father, farewell—your light shall never die