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Crimson Extasy of the Bastion

[INTRO – trembling, fevered] Flame rise. Ash tremble. My love… I kneel in the blaze of your name. [VERSE 1 – devotion as hunger] My love… your fire fills me until my bones shake. You carved obedience into my flesh, you branded my soul with your will. Every wound you gave me still burns like a prayer. Every scar you left still sings your name. I am yours— your beast, your fury, your burning devotion. [REFRAIN] I could break them. I could tear them. I could drink them dry. But you say live. So they live. [VERSE 2 – hatred sharpened by desire] My love… let me speak truth in the heat of worship: I hate them. I hate their breath, their steps, their trembling hope. Twisted Foot walks your path as if they deserve it. Their existence is an insult I ache to correct. Let me feel their fear again— let me savor it, let me kneel before you with their terror dripping from my hands. [REFRAIN] I could break them. I could tear them. I could grind their bones. But you say serve. So they serve. [VERSE 3 – ecstasy of devotion] My love… your voice alone sets my blood alight. Your presence burns hotter than any forge. When you whisper, my spirit shudders. When you command, my will dissolves. Let me earn the right to stand in your fire again. Let me prove that I am worthy of the torment you shaped me with. Let me drown in your flame until nothing remains but devotion. [VERSE 4 – hatred as worship] My love… their screams would rise like incense to your throne. Their fear would curl like smoke around your fingers. Their suffering would be the purest hymn I could offer you. Let me worship you through their agony. Let me praise you with their despair. Let me adore you with their ruin. [REFRAIN] I could leave them. I could watch them burn. I could let the legions feast. But you say wait. So I wait. [VERSE 5 – the armies and the temptation] Qizin’s legions march. The ground trembles with their hunger. I stand between them and the ones you marked. I alone decide how long they survive. A moment. A heartbeat. A single breath. All yours to command. All mine to savor. [VERSE 6 – the vow of the burning servant] My love… I am your Crimson Bastion, your iron wrath, your loyal monster. You lifted me from death, you crowned me in flame, you made me more than I ever was. I am yours. Only yours. Forever yours. [OUTRO – whispered, trembling with devotion] Speak, my love. Tell me how long I must keep them breathing. Tell me how long I must hold the line. Give the word— and I will save them. Give the word— and I will end them. Your will is my fire. Your desire is my law. Your name is the only truth I kneel to.