The Crimson Queen

[Orchestral Intro] (deep cello, tolling bells, distant strings, rising brass) "Beyond the marsh... where the moon never dies..." [Verse 1] Crossed the marsh beneath a bleeding moon, Through rotten fog into eternal doom. A castle carved from endless grief, Every stone another thief. Candles bent to unseen breath, Every hallway stank of death. Portraits bleeding down the walls, Whispering forgotten calls. A throne of skulls... A queen remains... Her silent gaze... Unending reign. [Pre-Chorus] She whispers— "You have come willingly..." The walls repeat the cursed decree, No escaping destiny. [Chorus] BOW BEFORE THE CRIMSON BRIDE! Queen where all the dead reside! Crowned with bones— Bathed in night— Feeding kingdoms to endless blight! Moonlight drowns in rivers red! Every prayer belongs to death! Beauty forged from endless pain! WE ARE NEVER BORN AGAIN! [Verse 2] Bath of blood reflects no face, Only victims lost in space. Skulls arise beneath the tide, Watching every soul that died. Hallways bend and corridors breathe, Every doorway hides deceit. Serpents coil around the bed, Praying for the newly dead. Graveyards bloom inside the halls, Cathedrals rot behind their walls. Every vision ends the same— She... Opens... Her... Eyes. [Breakdown] (orchestral Instruments swell beneath crushing riffs) The dead... Rise... The bones... Dance... The earth... OPENS! DIG! DIG! DIG THROUGH THE GRAVES! A thousand skeletal hands Reach from below— DRAG ME... DOWN! No salvation! No tomorrow! Only endless crimson sorrow! [Symphonic Interlude] (Strings, choir, piano) Death walks gently through the mist, Combing fingers through her hair. Not a monster... Not a god... Simply... Waiting. [Final Chorus] HAIL THE CRIMSON BRIDE! Queen where all the dead collide! Every heartbeat sacrificed! Every soul consumed by night! Castles crumble! Heavens fall! Ancient horrors answer the call! Beneath the throne the darkness wakes— Reality itself now breaks! [Blackened Breakdown] (Blast beats, orchestral stabs, massive anthemic sound) THE CANDLES DIE! THE SKIES COLLAPSE! THE MOON IS SPLIT! THE VOID... STARES... AN EYE OLDER THAN CREATION! A NAME OLDER THAN GODS! THE EARTH BOWS! THE DEAD REJOICE! EVERY KNEE— BENT! EVERY SOUL— TAKEN! EVERY HEART— SILENCED! WE CAME WILLINGLY!! [Outro] (orchestra slowly fading) The castle disappears... Only a circle of skulls remains. When the blood moon rises... A voice still echoes through the marsh... "Will you come willingly?" (One final orchestral hit followed by silence.)