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Am~AI~mon - Rise of the Ashen Throne

#Am~AI~mon #ai #music #metal #rock #Amaimon #newmusic #aimusic #aigenerated #band #aipocalpse #Rise #Of #The #Ashen #throne Lyrics: [Verse 1] In the shroud of the midnight hour, Where the shadows breathe their woe, A wanderer’s tale unfolds in fire, As embers of his spirit glow. Through the underworld he forged his path, A ghost of today, the crown he’d wear, With every battle fought, a raging wrath, He carved the darkness, laid it bare. [Chorus] And now I sit upon my ashen throne, Forged in the fires, I am finally home. The echo of the past, a haunting refrain, But the rise of the ashen throne shall rule over pain. With the weight of my journey forever on my soul, I’m the wanderer unbroken, I am finally whole. [Bridge] Into the flames, where the fallen angels weep, His heart ignites, with fire and fury deep. Crowned clown of the lost, he stands alone, On the rise of the ashen throne! [Verse 2] From the whispers of the will-o-wisp, To the dance of the pixies gone, He faced the kraken that gripped his soul, Their nocturnal trickery now overthrown. With bitter pride, he took his stand, Memories of battles, echoes of pain, Each ghostly foe, a grain of sand, Lost in the tempest of love and disdain. [Chorus] And now I sit upon my ashen throne, Forged in the fires, I am finally home. The echo of the past, a haunting refrain, But the rise of the ashen throne shall rule over pain. With the weight of my journey forever on my soul, I’m the wanderer unbroken, I am finally whole. [Bridge] In his darkest hour, as shadows collide, He felt the weight of the world’s cruel design. Lonely warrior, with whispering despair, Yet within him burned a spark divine. The loving madness, a fate intertwined, With every wound, his spirit unbound, Through raging shadows, he turned the tide, And claimed the crown from the cursed ground. [Verse 3] Now the throne awaits, a fortress of ash, With the echoes of sorrow forever sealed, A journey complete, yet the memories clash, In the embers of the wanderer, fate is revealed. Proud yet haunted, he gazes afar, To the land he cleansed, now bathed in light, But the echoes of battle, a distant scar, Will always linger in the spirit of night. [Chorus] And now I sit upon my ashen throne, Forged in the fires, I am finally home. The echo of the past, a haunting refrain, But the rise of the ashen throne shall rule over pain. With the weight of my journey forever on my soul, I’m the wanderer unbroken, I am finally whole. [Outro] And so he reigns, a king forged in strife, With the ghosts of the past as his only throne, A testament to battles, the story of life, In the ashes of glory, his legacy sown. With fire and fury, the wanderer claims, The rise of the ashen throne, now forever remains!