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Crown of Defeat” Verse 1 I crawled through fire wearing broken faith, With a mouth full of ash and a heart mislaid. The banners burned, the saints fell mute, And every vow I made came back as soot. Steel-tongued thunder in my skull, The grave kept singing, patient and dull. I stood in the wreckage, drenched in shame, A nameless corpse with a living name. Pre-Chorus No mercy left in the marrow. No dawn behind the blackened wall. I learned the shape of the hollow. I learned to kneel before the fall. Chorus This is the crown of defeat, Pressed to the brow of the damned. I fed my pride to the teeth Of the wolves with blood on their hands. No victory hymn, no rising sun, Only the sound of the war I’ve lost. I am the ash of the chosen one, A kingdom buried in frost. Verse 2 My bones became a battlefield map, Every scar a ruin, every step a trap. I screamed at the void for a sign, for a name, But the void just stared and answered the same. The drums of collapse beat under my skin, Like an iron pulse from a world caving in. I wore my sorrow like barbed wire robes, And dragged my shadow through the open throes. Pre-Chorus No mercy left in the marrow. No dawn behind the blackened wall. I learned the shape of the hollow. I learned to kneel before the fall. Chorus This is the crown of defeat, Pressed to the brow of the damned. I fed my pride to the teeth Of the wolves with blood on their hands. No victory hymn, no rising sun, Only the sound of the war I’ve lost. I am the ash of the chosen one, A kingdom buried in frost. Bridge Let the vultures carve my name in bones. Let the storms bury the shattered throne. I was carved for collapse, forged for the fall, A cathedral of ruin standing tall. And still I breathe through the wreckage and rot, Still I haunt what the world forgot. Defeat is a blade, but I do not break — I become the wound the ages take. Final Chorus This is the crown of defeat, Pressed to the brow of the damned. I fed my pride to the teeth Of the wolves with blood on their hands. No victory hymn, no rising sun, Only the sound of the war I’ve lost. I am the ash of the chosen one, A kingdom buried in frost. Outro Crown me in ruin. Name me in ash. I fell with the gods And returned as wrath.