TV 002 – The Vampiric Hegemony | The Torn Void

(Verse 1) In silence between stars, their ancient houses wake, Where crimson courts remember every oath they break. They rose from mortal ruin with the virus in their veins, And crowned their endless hunger over blood-tithe worlds and chains. (Verse 2) Their void-palaces drift through night like cathedrals made of bone, Where Blood Lords dream in coffins bound to engines of their own. They feed on life and memory, on terror, light, and breath, For they have learned to bargain with the failing hand of death. (Chorus) The Hegemony endures where lesser kingdoms fall, With blood upon the altar and a shadow over all. They call their hunger sacred, they call their cruelty art, And every stolen heartbeat feeds an everlasting heart. (Verse 3) House Draegon marches first beneath the old imperial flame, While Vaelith bends the mind before the victim knows its name. House Corvath shapes the flesh until the blood itself obeys, And Neryss reads the future in a prophet’s crimson haze. (Verse 4) House Kaelor trades with devils through a courtly painted smile, While lesser Houses kneel and plot in corridors of guile. Their thralls attend in silence, bred to worship, serve, and bleed, For every noble triumph has another soul as seed. (Chorus) The Hegemony endures where lesser kingdoms fall, With blood upon the altar and a shadow over all. They call their hunger sacred, they call their cruelty art, And every stolen heartbeat feeds an everlasting heart. (Bridge) They whisper of the Godengine, the first and final throne, A coffin at the galactic core where death may be outgrown. Yet if it grants them freedom from the hunger they obey, The blood that made them endless might be all it burns away. (Outro) So still their dark dominion wears its beauty like a blade, With silk around the slaughter and a debt that must be paid. They do not seek forgiveness from the worlds beneath their reign, They only seek forever, and let others bear the pain.