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The Ancient of Days

Smoke of ages curls around the seat of flame, Scrolls of memory whisper every name, Crowns of dust lie scattered on the floor, Kings forget what they were crowned for. I saw the years collapse into a breath, Life and empires weighed against the death. Rivers of fire trace the law of light, Every hidden thing steps into sight, No walls remain, no masks endure, The heart is read, the scales are sure. History kneels, the clocks fall silent, Storms are judged by something timeless. Who can measure what has no beginning? Who can stand when the truth starts winning? On the throne beyond time, You are older than the sky, Every throne bends low, Every lie must die. From the ashes of our days, From the dust of every sign, You remain the fire On the throne beyond time. Nations bloom and fade like sparks, Carved in wind, erased in dark, We build towers out of breath, Call them life, but worship death. Still the Judge of every road Holds the stars and bears the load. On the throne beyond time, You are weight beyond our wars, Every crown is clay, Every door is Yours. From the ruins of our pride, From the wreckage of the line, You remain the fire On the throne beyond time. Silence speaks in thunder tones, Mercy moves through molten stone, Truth is not a blade but light, Breaking dark with endless sight. We are dust that learned to sing, Breath confessing everything. On the throne beyond time, You outlive our brightest flame, Every age is brief In Your name. From the rise and fall of man, From the dust of every sign, You remain the fire On the throne beyond time. So let the years dissolve like rain, Let the world forget our name, There is One who does not fade, Ancient light that never changed.