Horns upon a Haunted Throne

I looked to the sky, but darkness covered all I could see, I cried out to die, but silence only echoed for me, No reasons why, my pain was honed by lack of meaning, My demons lie, waiting for the end of all things. I lost myself along the way, A road littered with my pain, You came and lit the fire in me, You came on angel wings. Looked to the sky, a star so distant but still I can see, A life remains, it echoes in me calming my dreams, One became three, together we remain through all things, And night persists, but light remains until we sleep. I fear myself when I'm alone, This darkness consumes all my soul, But these three lit the fire in me, Three came on angel wings, I lost myself along the way, A road littered with my pain, You gave me meaning once again, Borne by my angel's wings. I lost myself along the way, A road littered with my pain, You gave me meaning once again, You came on angel's wings. I watched the sky, the morning light breaks the darkness, Look in my eyes, and see the future not yet written, The road is long, and darkness will haunt our way through, We will remain, together borne by angel wings.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

I can't carry on, I burnt wings that bore my home, A lonely place, lies, my only comfort, Torn, a broken shell, two pieces with no place, Where I can dwell, at the end of this road. Oh, my heart is made of stone, silence brings me home, I'm broken and alone, Oh, my heart is made of stone, silence brings me home, I'm broken and alone, Broken, alone, made of glass, My heart is made of stone, This silence bring me home, I'm broken, alone. Bring me back to that place, Where I can be whole again, One step closer to the edge, I won't make it home again. Oh, death take me now, I have no more strength to go on, Broken alone, silence forever goes on, I lost all my hope, and nothing will dry my tears, Weak and ashamed, alone till the end, I must persevere, my world belongs only to me, Strong till the end, together again, This heart made of glass won't break nor bend, I will carry through, together again. Bring me back to that place, Where I can be whole again, One step closer to the edge, I won't make it home again. I can't carry through, I burnt wings that bore my home, A lonely place, lies, my only comfort, Torn, a broken shell, two pieces with no place, Where I can dwell, at the end of this road. Oh, my heart is made of stone, silence brings me home, I'm broken and alone, Oh, my heart is made of stone, silence brings me home, I'm broken and alone, Broken, alone, made of glass, My heart is made of stone, This silence bring me home, I'm broken, alone.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

Death stands against me, a menacing grin on its face, I was weak in the past but tonight I must stand o'er the grave, Sword in my hand I must challenge the horns on my throne, The day is upon me, I must overcome or be lost once again. I must stand strong, I must leave my fear in the ground, I must be free, from the haunted throne of the king, I must overcome, the silence that is my home, I must believe, in me and my angels wings. In that hour of darkness when my soul does long for reprieve, In that hour of madness when nothing makes sense to me, In that hour forgotten, summon the strength of my will, Once more against all, darkness awaits if I fall. Oblivion take me, my soul has no strength to go on, I tire of the fight and long for the silence in death, When I'm broken alone, this heart made of stone has no hope, I must draw strength again, usurp the horns on my throne. I must stand strong, I must leave my fear in the ground, I must be free, from the haunted throne of the king, I must overcome, the silence that is my home, I must believe, in me and my angels wings. In that hour of darkness when my soul does long for reprieve, In that hour of madness when nothing makes sense to me, In that hour forgotten, summon the strength of my will, Once more against all, darkness awaits if I fall. Oh, I must fight, for that place, Where we will be at peace, together again, Oh, I must stand, against it all, My angels can't carry me alone, If I must crawl, the final mile, So be it if it will finish this road, I can't fall, myself and defeat can't coexist, I will stand at the final hour. I must stand strong, I must leave my fear in the ground, I must be free, from the haunted throne of the king, I must overcome, the silence that is my home, I must believe, in me and my angels wings. In that hour of darkness when my soul does long for reprieve, In that hour of madness when nothing makes sense to me, In that hour forgotten, summon the strength of my will, Once more against all, darkness awaits if I fall.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

Ice cold rain enraged, I prat for flames, Fuck this world, incinerate pain, Ashes fall from God's face, pray for flames, Tear down their castle walls, put them to the sword, Will we grieve at the end? My black soul crumbles, smothered by this darkness, In my dreams I prayed for flames. I dream of a world in flames. A plague upon the earth, A prayer, conjured forth from darkness, We will grieve, my soul it weeps inside. Darkness festers within my soul left to die, This world has shattered my pride, The horns upon my throne still thrive, My haunted life must die. In my weakness, I prayed for the end. Am I lost in madness, am I still sane? This prayer, conjured forth by darkness, The angels weep from their sundered heaven, Let nothing grow upon the earth, Generations reap what they deserve, A prayer conjured forth from darkness, We will grieve, my soul it weeps inside. Like a boy lost beneath the waves, Fickle dreams give way to bitter memories, Would I stand upon my angels' graves? That which gave my hope once before the end of days, Would I stand upon my angels' graves? That which gave my hope once before the end of days, Once more into the darkening abyss, I must stand and face my haunted throne, With a heart of glass, on my angels' wings, This is my final hour. My shame, the horns upon the throne, My shame, I prayed for flames. Ice cold rain enraged, I prat for flames, Fuck this world, incinerate pain, Ashes fall from God's face, pray for flames, Tear down their castle walls, put them to the sword, Will we grieve at the end? My black soul crumbles, smothered by this darkness, In my dreams I prayed for flames. I dream of a world in flames.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026