[INTRO] Seven shadows walking in my wake, Seven voices whisper what they crave, Seven crowns upon a single throne, Seven roads into the unknown. [VERSE 1 — PRIDE] Pride stands tall, a mirror without a scar, Painting its glory brighter than the stars, Chasing the summit, laughing at the fall, Crowning its name so the world hears it call. [GREED] Greed counts, recounts, locks every door, The more it possesses, the more it wants more, Clutching its gold till its hands turn cold, Only to learn that nothing can be held. [LUST] Lust moves softly on the edge of desire, A velvet promise wrapped in living fire, It lights up the night, bends every stare, Then leaves behind only smoke in the air. [ENVY] Envy watches everything it doesn't own, Measuring its worth by another's throne, It wants their stars, their shine, their place, While missing the light reflected on its own face. [WRATH] Wrath strikes hard like thunder in the rain, Turning quiet words into hurricanes, Lightning in the veins, wildfire in the voice, Destroying sometimes what it meant to protect by choice. [GLUTTONY] Gluttony devours, always asking for more, Searching for something it can't find at the core, Filling the emptiness till reason is gone, But the hollow keeps calling when the feast moves on. [SLOTH] Sloth whispers softly, “Maybe tomorrow,” Closing every door before it faces sorrow, Leaving every dream beneath layers of dust, While time keeps moving because time never waits for us. [BRIDGE — rising] Seven sins, seven mirrors, Seven ways to lose ourselves, Seven shadows underneath the skin, Seven flames where the chaos begins. [CHORUS — powerful] Pride! — reaching for the sky, Greed! — chasing gold that never satisfies, Lust! — running after desire, Envy! — wanting what sets your heart on fire. Wrath! — making every wall shake, Gluttony! — taking more than you can take, Sloth! — watching the whole world turn, Seven sins… seven ways to burn. [OUTRO] Seven shadows walking in my wake, But which one speaks when I close my eyes? Seven crowns beneath one throne… And the real battle Lives inside.
