Crown of the Cinder

[Intro] [staccato strings, double-kick drumming, chugging distorted guitar] [Verse 1] [growled vocals] The mirror cradles the scheme Forgets the touch of the sun Will not be born We're merely reawakened in the ink [shouted vocals] I don't care! [Chorus] [clean melodic vocals, symphonic brass accents] I can taste the old pennies and rust Lungs full of iron and dust Blooming in dark The sky is a scab that refuses to heal While the ghost of the living kneels to the steel [Verse 2] [growled vocals] Tear the sutures from a dead god's wrist Siphon the nectar from a blackened mist My pulse is a hammer, my ribcage a cage Writing the gospel of a chemical rage [shouted vocals] Crowned in the cinder, forged in the bile March through the ruins mile after mile The furnace is screaming, the oxygen dies Behold the reflection in hollowed out eyes! [Chorus] [clean melodic vocals] I can taste the old pennies and rust Lungs full of iron and dust Blooming in dark The sky is a scab that refuses to heal While the ghost of the living kneels to the steel [Bridge] [distorted guitar solo, rapid alternate picking] [shouted vocals] Stitch the wound with the wire of gold The lie of the savior is centuries old Rip the crowns from the brow of the blind In the wreckage of mercy far behind Sepsis dances in the veins of the weak The language of slaughter is the only we speak Drown the altar in the deluge of salt Bring the clock of the heavens to a grinding halt! [Guitar Solo] [high-gain lead guitar, sweep picking, wah-wah pedal effects] [Verse 3] [growled vocals] Memories are parasites feeding on grief The promise of pardon was a coward's relief Shatter the mirror, the image is wrong A chorus of fractures, a dissonance song [shouted vocals] Weight of the mountain, breath of the pyre We are the fuel for a different fire! [Chorus] [clean melodic vocals] The constellations are blinking out one by one The trial of the spirit is finally done We inhale the smoke of a collapsing star Wearing the brand of a permanent scar No heaven to claim us, no soil to hold Just the weight of a story that refuses to be told [Outro] [shouted vocals] Sunder the nerve! Sever the vein! The ghost in the machine is screaming in pain! Drag the sun down to the dirt! [spoken vocals] Listen, can you hear the cells dividing? The cancer is singing, the ash is breathing We aren't the victims anymore [growled vocals] We are the infection! [heavy breakdown, chugging guitars, final cymbal crash] Burn! Burn! Burn!