[Verse 1] The sky went black when the candle died No thunder, just the world denied A voice we knew like breath and bone Now sings from halls we’ve never known From rust and smoke, he carved his name In riffs of fire and chords of flame He screamed for all the outcast hearts And lit the dark with shattered art [Chorus] He was the Prince of Darkness, the soul in the storm A crown of chaos, a myth reborn With blood on the mic and stars in his scars He turned his pain into falling stars Now the silence rings with what he gave— A voice that thundered past the grave [Verse 2] He walked through hell in leather and chains Made poetry out of his remains From broken glass to sacred stage He aged like lightning trapped in a cage He loved too wild, he lived too loud But he never once bowed to the crowd And though he’s gone, the song remains A requiem stitched into our veins [Chorus] He was the Prince of Darkness, the hymn of the damned The last confession of a shattered man With wolves at his back and ghosts in his chest He gave us truth, then laid to rest Now the night sings in minor key— Because the dark lost royalty [Bridge – spoken softly over minimal guitar] He didn’t die… He dissolved into the music And now he plays in every scream That ever dared to feel too much [Final Chorus – slow, rising with strings and drums] He was the Prince of Darkness, born from the flame A child of sorrow who carried the blame But he turned it all into holy noise And gave the damned a voice So light a match, and raise your glass— To the one who made the darkness… last. [Outro – fading into silence] No more tears… Only echoes. Only stars.
