Текст песни
Low stone hall
Torches breathing
Rust on the crowns
Old names bleeding
A hand on the wall
Scratched into granite
One word
One scar
Tolyadar
He taught the teeth to smile at fear
Fed his blood to every mirror
Whispered numbers in their ears
Break the world
Then disappear
Eyes like storms behind the glass
Laughing as the empires pass
Every heir a ticking fuse
Born from sins they didn’t choose
Tolyadar
Father of the psychos
In their veins
Your holy war
Every scream
A psalm you echo
They are you
You are the door
Tolyadar
Crown of the deranged ones
From your shadow
Worlds deform
In their chaos
Hear your name sung
You’re the calm
Inside the storm
He stitched a kingdom out of minds
Bent their halos into knives
Turned mercy into warning signs
Cut the future into lives
When they laugh
It’s all his laughter
Layered in their twisted chatter
Every broken
Burning star
Spells his name across the dark
Hush now
Children of the fracture
Drink the dark
Embrace your master
Every heartbeat
Marching faster
To his throne of shattered glass
Trumpets scream
The sky is shaking
Drums like ribs of giants breaking
Choirs rising
Worlds are quaking
As his bloodline swarms the black
