Fit for a King
Single • 2025
If there's no No tomorrow We'll dance at the edge of the end And forget about our sorrows Let the fire climb Our cries are growing thin Like a guiding light That's lost its oxygen Hold on tightly to our last breath There's beauty, there's beauty in our dance with death Feel it choke As death wraps its arms around us And if there's no No tomorrow We'll dance at the edge of the end And forget about our sorrows The horizon bleeds with the sorrow of eternity Self-destruction laced in narcissistic poetry The chasm splits and swallows every faithless dream What will they say in the face of Armageddon? The clouds pour with crimson rain The ash fills our lungs And we choke (We will choke) As death wraps its arms around us And if there's no No tomorrow We'll dance at the edge of the end And forget about our sorrows And if there's no No tomorrow (No tomorrow) We will wait until there's nothing left To spend the time we've borrowed Ashes in the air, covering us all Watching as the world crumbles, hearings its last call It's a slow decay, there's nowhere left to hide With the taste of ruin on our tongues tonight If this is really the end Then why can't I see? And in this dance with death Can we be saved? And if there's no No tomorrow We'll dance at the edge of the end And forget about our sorrows If there's no No tomorrow (No tomorrow) We will wait until there's nothing left To spend the time we've borrowed Yeah No tomorrow Yeah No tomorrow
Submitted by NecroGod — Feb 24, 2026
Welcome to forever, a symphony electric Torment from the father, the ending's been directed Drop it Born from every perverse dream, we've built our own damnation It's shown us things that we should never have known It's torn us apart and we placed it on its throne Paralytic, parasitic ripping flesh from bone We can't be saved Just when you think you've won, it'll bring you to your knees Static prophecy leaving us to sink Electric reckoning Breathe it in, breathе it out Technium Shadows of the future, slavе to the synthetic Torn apart by vultures, trapped inside the never-ending Silent whispers in the circuitry Ghosts within the code There are toxins in the binary Chained to the unknown Just when you think you've won, it'll bring you to your knees Static prophecy leaving us to sink Electric reckoning Breathe it in, breathe it out Tie this noose, tighten it until you die All hail the kings of new light Electric reckoning Bleeding out while we're buried alive Technium Was it worth our humanity to be given as an offering? No Was it worth the hell, the price you paid, to be given, to be given? Was it worth the pain, the suffering, to be given as an offering? Technium
Submitted by NecroGod — Feb 24, 2026
Is there a way out A way out from the let down I'm living in? Some refuge from the cloud I'm under Living in lies, what I am is never good enough Every time I cry, it's just the surface There's no hope if I give them nothing Suffocating, so unnerving, I can't get this off my chest But I'm coping with the feeling of your disappointment And now I'm dead in the water I'm afraid it's too late to change (Too late to change) It's like I've held up a gun to everyone that I love Now this pain won't go away (Go away) You're the pin, I'm the hand grenade How can words of hope hold weight When I can't believe when I tell them to myself? I can't feel heart through the violence A violence that's self inflicted Living in lies, what I am is never good enough Every time I cry, it's just the surface There's no hope if I give them nothing Suffocating, so unnerving, I can't get this off my chest But I'm coping with the feeling of your disappointment And now I'm dead in the water I'm afraid it's too late to change (Too late to change) It's like I've held up a gun (Held up a gun) To everyone that I love (One that I love) Now this pain won't go away (Go away) You're the pin, I'm the hand grenade Now the cold hard truth I'm miserable and panicked now What can I do? Distress in bloom I thought that I could numb the pain But I'm just losing myself again Light it up Can I feel love if I'm keeping secrets? Can I feel peace if my heart's made of stone? And now I'm dead in the water I'm afraid it's too late to change (It's too late, it's too late) It's like I've held up a gun (Held up a gun) To everyone that I love (One that I love) Now this pain won't go away (Go away) You're the pin, I'm the hand grenade Now this pain won't go away (Go away) You're the pin, I'm the hand grenade Can I feel love if I'm keeping secrets again?
Submitted by NecroGod — Feb 24, 2026
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