(Intro – Muted picking, thunder building behind the riff) (Whispered) They say one gem can save your soul… So why am I still breaking bones for hope? (Verse 1 – Galloping riff, tight rhythm) I’ve walked the crypts, I’ve bled the sky A thousand crests, still passing me by Five-star dreams in a one-star cage Grinding through this digital rage Echoing Shade stalks behind my swing Seeping Bile drips from everything No gods, no sleep, just sacred chance To slot the light into death’s own dance (Chorus – Open chords, wide and anthemic) Crown of the Chosen - forged in flame Bound to a gem, not a name Bottled Hope or Phoenix Ashes I wear my fate in gemstone flashes Rank me up or take me down - This cursed loot, my only crown (Verse 2 – Riff grows darker, slower) Frozen Heart, I feel no pain Life drains out, but I remain Zwenson’s Haunt, my soul-bound friend We fight and fall and rise again Crimson crystals cut my sleep Pulled too far, I’m in too deep Every drop - a wicked prayer But the gods of RNG just stare (Bridge – Spoken/whispered over eerie clean guitars) Each gem a relic of who I was Each socket a scar They call it pay… but I call it penance (Solo – Long, screaming bends. Wah-soaked licks rising like arcane fire) (Let it sing, let it cry — the sound of glory lost and hunted.) (Final Chorus – Double-time drums, vocal desperation rises) Crown of the Chosen - can’t let go A godless king with eyes aglow One more drop, one more fight I live for loot and die each night Bury me where gems don’t fade… Rank 5 soul in a Rank 1 grave (Outro – Fades to silence, one slow, fading chug per line) No sleep… No peace… No end… Just drop…
