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Galactica - Hollow Crown

#Galactica #HollowCrown #EpicRock #ModernMetal #CinematicMetal [Intro – hush / distant thunder] The street is holding its breath tonight… and so am I. [Verse 1] Cold air, hot blood, a blade in my hand, Rain on the asphalt like grains of sand. I taste lightning on my tongue as the clouds roll low, And your shadow moves like a vow I used to know. You stand so still, like a statue of war, Eyes like winter that don’t feel anymore. And in the silence between your steps and mine, I hear our childhood break… one last time. [Pre-Chorus] Every scar in my skin starts to sing, Every memory pulls at the ring— of the moment we split into night and flame. Tonight I end the echo of your name. [Chorus] Let it burn—let it break— Let the heavens split wide. You’re a storm with no harbor, I’m the fire inside. If power is the altar where you kneel and swear, Why do you bleed like you’re empty in there? [Verse 2] We circle slow—two worlds in a line, Steel on steel and the sparks look divine. Your strike is clean, like a lesson in pain, But it lands like a whisper that can’t explain. I feel the weight of the ones I won’t let fall, Faces like ghosts in a cathedral wall. You fight to be feared, to never be small— I fight so the darkness won’t take it all. [Pre-Chorus] Hear the drums of the sky overhead? That’s the truth, marching closer with every step. No more running behind a crown of cold— No more pretending that numb is bold. [Chorus] Let it burn—let it break— Let the heavens split wide. You’re a storm with no harbor, I’m the fire inside. If power is the altar where you kneel and swear, Why do you bleed like you’re empty in there? [Bridge – cinematic, quiet into rise] A flash—then silence— our blades locked like teeth. I can see my breath… I can hear yours underneath. For a heartbeat you hesitate, and I feel it—thin as glass: the boy you buried, still trying to ask. [Solo – emotional / soaring] (Lead guitar: long notes, bends, heroic, tearful) [Final Chorus – biggest] Let it burn—let it break— Let the heavens split wide. You’re a storm with no harbor, I’m the fire inside. And if power is the only prayer you ever speak, A soul is the weight that makes a man stand free. [Outro – calm, victorious, close] It’s over, brother… look at the ruin you chose. A crown can shine and still be hollow— everyone knows. Without a soul, you’re weak— and you’ll always be. Not because you lack a blade… but because you’ve got nothing left to fight for. Not even you.