[Verse 1] Yo, Darth Sion, the walking corpse, body fucked up, decayed to the core, Bones splintered, skin peeled back, but I rise up, screaming for more. Born in the fires of Malachor, where the Mandalorians bled out in droves, I was shattered, pulverized, but pain's my bitch, it keeps me in the grove. Force-fed on agony, hatred's my fuel, immortality's curse and crown, Traya tried to school me, but I flipped the script, turned her lessons upside down. Eyes glowing red like hellfire pits, voice rasping like a chainsaw grind, I hunt the Jedi Exile, that motherfucker, gonna crush their spine. Limbs twisted, veins pulsing black ichor, every step a symphony of cracks, Pain's my lover, my master, my whip—feel the lash, no turning back. [Chorus] I'm the Lord of Pain, undead and unchained, body broken but never slain! Hate holds me together, through storm and weather, eternal torment in my veins! Sion rises, the horrorcore king, cataclysmic slaughter, hear the angels sing! Pain eternal, fuck your mercy, in the dark side's grip, I bring the sting! [Verse 2] Betrayed by the Trayus Academy, Kreia thought she could play me like a pawn, But I snapped back, undead wrath, her teachings torn and gone. Flesh hanging off like rotten meat, maggots feasting in the wounds I bear, Every breath a razor slice, but I thrive in despair. Battled on Korriban, tombs echoing with my guttural roar, Jedi fools try to strike me down, but I reform, craving war. Immortal freak, pain's architect, building empires on broken backs, Curse the light, embrace the night, in my grip, your soul cracks. Graphic gore in my wake, limbs severed, blood painting the stars, Sion's symphony plays on, horrorcore bars from hell's bazaars. [Bridge] Feel the pain, let it consume, in the Force's dark womb I bloom. No death for me, just endless fight, hatred's light in eternal night. Exile comes, blade meets my rot, but I'll rise again, ready or not. [Verse 3] Motherfucking Sion, the pain incarnate, body a roadmap of scars and hate, Held together by dark side threads, defying fate, sealing your gate. Tried to kill me a thousand times, but pain revives, makes me divine. On Peragus, the mining hell, I stalk the halls, ringing death's bell. Exile's crew, fodder for my rage, crush their skulls in my undead cage. Graphic as fuck, entrails spilling, symphonic killin', no one's chillin'. Curse the Republic, fuck the Jedi code, in my path, your blood will flow. Lord of Pain, forever chained, in horrorcore lore, my name ingrained. [Chorus] I'm the Lord of Pain, undead and unchained, body broken but never slain! Hate holds me together, through storm and weather, eternal torment in my veins! Sion rises, the horrorcore king, cataclysmic slaughter, hear the angels sing! Pain eternal, fuck your mercy, in the dark side's grip, I bring the sting! [Outro] As the symphony fades into the abyss, Darth Sion's echo lingers on, Defeated once, but pain's eternal kiss ensures I'm never truly gone. In Star Wars lore, the horror endures, a broken soul in the Force's storm. Bow to the Lord of Pain, or feel the chain—eternal, reformed, reborn.
