(Verse 1) You lit the spark, now face the flame, You wrote the rules for this cruel game. Did you think I'd bow, did you think I'd break? Now the storm is here; feel the earth quake. I was peace, I was calm, I was steady as stone, But you wanted chaos, so now it’s your throne. You raised the giant, you fed the beast, Now you'll reap the fury, the end of your feast. (Pre-Chorus) Did you get what you wanted? Is this what you crave? The shadow now rises, no one left to save. This is no vengeance, no petty war cry, This is balance restored as your echoes die. (Chorus) You are my enemy, the architect of pain, You built the fire, now drown in the rain. No mercy, no respite, just truth in the fight, You woke the monster; now fade in the night. (Verse 2) You played your hand, sharp and cruel, For every move, there’s a counter-rule. Fear you sowed has now been returned, Justice forged in the fire where you’ll be burned. This is not anger, this is not hate, This is the hammer of an unyielding fate. A mirror to your malice, a force you can’t tame, Your own reflection, your end’s to blame. (Pre-Chorus) Did you think I’d falter, did you think I’d fall? Now the scales are tipping; can you hear the call? This isn’t revenge, it’s the weight of the scale, Your empire crumbles, your strength will fail. (Chorus) You are my enemy, the storm that I wield, No quarter given, no ground to yield. A reckoning born from the chaos you bring, You woke the giant; now hear the void sing. (Bridge) Every blow you threw carved my resolve, Every scream you caused helped me evolve. You made me a monster to stand toe to toe, Now witness the power you’ll never outgrow. Your violence, your venom, the cards that you played, Have summoned the reckoning you should’ve obeyed. (Breakdown) You made this real, you drew the line, Now it's your turn to feel the divine. Not a god, not a savior, just balance and truth, The end of your legacy, the fate you pursued. (Chorus) You are my enemy, the architect of pain, You lit the fire, now drown in the rain. This is no vengeance, no cries of despair, Just the hand of justice in the cold, dead air. (Outro) So tell me now, did you get your desire? When you woke the storm and fed the fire? You wanted a monster, you wanted the fight, Now the balance is served, and you're lost in the night.
