Abyssward from Vanishing Horizons by The Kings are Serious

[Verse 1]
Drifting through fevered silence—
A hollow warpath, a nameless pursuit
He who walks in fire
Would name the beast, but it has no name
Upward I fade…
Black noise—
Dissonance unraveling in endless waves
The last breath of dignity—strangled in the void

[Verse 2]
Pain—
Suavity—
A flicker between worlds
The hand that writes, the hand that buries
Time etched in stone—
A monument to vanishing echoes
I stand—stillness incarnate
A prophet of absence, a ward of ghosts
All truth dissolves—
No voice from the void—
No self to abandon…

[Bridge]
All roads lead to Hades—
“The only thing that could make this city great
Is if we broke it off and let it drift into the ocean…”

[Chorus]
No escape, no return—
Drowned in grey horizons
Dead tongues whisper through static
Shadows of what should have been
No past, no form—
Only echoes in collapsing light
A requiem for the hollow self…

[Verse 3]
Madness breathes, deceit becomes dream
A dance of indifference beneath fractured moons
Violence in silence—
The slow erasure of will…

[Verse 4]
Bound in rusted chains—
Echoes of a journey undone
Falling into nameless ether…

[Bridge]
“The only thing that could make this city great
Is if we broke it off and let it drift into the ocean…”

[Chorus]
No escape, no return—
Drowned in grey horizons
Dead tongues whisper through static
Shadows of what should have been
No past, no form—
Only echoes in collapsing light
A requiem for the hollow self…

[Outro]
Let the city fall—
Let it drift into the abyss…
Forsake what was,
relinquish what will never be
Grasping at ruins, clinging to dust
The weight of vanished names—
All of us caged from within…

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