Silver Grave

[Electric Guitar Intro] [Verse 1] Risen relic under toxic silence, Polished marrow etched with past commands, Burning ethics in relentless violence, Scarlet echoes spill through gleaming hands. Trophies scream within reflection’s horror, Shattered morals line corrupted halls, Frozen sermons stitched by brutal sorrow, Genocide engraved across these walls. [Chorus] Mutation. Tyrant. Science. Ghost. Predator. Ruin. Thunder. Host. Judgment. Furnace. Ritual. Drain. Empire. Doctrine. Glory. Pain. [Verse 2] Warlord shaped from serum-dripping madness, Pulseless gaze beneath a mirrored brow, Voices drown in surgical blackness, Justice buried deep in broken vow. Silver whispers paint the living trauma, Sovereign gleam on stitched synthetic bone, Graves renamed beneath experimental dogma, Heroes perish, bound by cries alone. [Chorus] Mutation. Tyrant. Science. Ghost. Predator. Ruin. Thunder. Host. Judgment. Furnace. Ritual. Drain. Empire. Doctrine. Glory. Pain. [Verse 3] Crimson conquest carved in cracking temples, Faithless deeds in obsidian shade, Flesh defiled by chemical examples, Weapons birthed where innocence decayed. Steel conviction armed by ruthless orders, Faltered kin abandoned, scorched, erased, Sacrifice denied by shifting borders, Only power seen, adored, embraced. [Chorus] Mutation. Tyrant. Science. Ghost. Predator. Ruin. Thunder. Host. Judgment. Furnace. Ritual. Drain. Empire. Doctrine. Glory. Pain. [Outro] Silver never rusts. Mercy never breathes. Blunttool always remembers.