by the fire of grace and curse entwined [Verse 1] Born with fire in his blood, An eye sealed by a mother’s shame. Crimson crown of serpent's kiss, Bound to purge in Marika's name. Grace he bore, yet none was given, A child thrown into the pyre. Marching 'neath the black sun’s sorrow, He drowned the world in sacred fire. [Chorus] Crowned in flame, cursed and chained, Messmer walks where gods are slain. Blade in hand, and wrath unspoken, By the Seal, his soul was broken. Mother, O Mother, can you hear? The cries of a son you left in fear. [Verse 2] Knights of ash and beasts of burden, Followed him into the shade. Yet when the truth beneath was spoken, They cursed the path their Lord had made. He impaled both foe and faith, Built his throne on sorrowed bones. But even Keep and gilded hate Could not make him less alone. [Bridge] "Burn the roots, the sky, the grace… Let the serpent take my place… Tarnished comes with blade and prayer— But I shall answer flame with flare." [Final Chorus] Crowned in flame, serpent-born, By betrayal’s fang and mother’s scorn, His love was wrath, his hope was lies, His final gift—a world that dies. “Marika, curse thee, till all ends…” Spoken by a son with no amends. [Outro – Soft and slow] Now the fire sleeps in ash and bone, A throne of embers, a god alone. And whispers tell in ancient keep, Of Messmer… who burned, and could not weep.
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