In the shadow of your golden throne... I kneel, alone, alone... [verse 1] The stars are bleeding through my eyelids, veins of fire burn the void. Every thought a shattered icon, every prayer a broken coin. Your light drips down as agony, your silence cuts me to the core. Yet I press my skull against the altar, begging, begging always more. [chorus] Whispers of the Throne! They call my name in fire. I’m drowning in devotion, a saint consumed by pyres. [verse 2] The Warp is singing... The Warp is laughing... The Warp becomes you, and you become me. Your face carved in lightning, your touch a storm of knives. Yet I kiss the wounds it leaves me, for in pain I feel alive. [chorus] Whispers of the Throne! They echo, they conspire. I drink your silence gladly, a chalice full of fire. I see eternity unravel, I see galaxies decay. I see myself consumed and still I pray. [verse 3] TAKE MY MIND! TAKE MY SOUL! TAKE MY HEART AND MAKE IT WHOLE! IF MADNESS IS YOUR LANGUAGE, I SPEAK IT UNTIL I’M GONE! [chorus] Whispers of the Throne! They burn me, yet I follow. Your silence is a promise, I’ll break upon tomorrow. O Emperor... O Beloved... O Devourer of all... I am yours... yours... yours...
