Lyric

In crimson halls of shattered jade

The throne decays, the vow betrayed

Ghosts in silk and gold remain

Bound to honor, bound to pain

Elegy for the last to reign

Written in the blood and rain

Silent drums, the end is near

Dynasty of flame and fear

Pages torn and banners drowned

Names erased beneath the crown

Still the fire dares to rise

Buried in a thousand lies

Elegy for the last to fall

Etched upon the crimson wall

Every oath and shattered spear

Echoes through the falling year

I wear their will upon my skin

A dynasty beneath my sin

Not in silence shall we sleep

But in fire we rise and reap

Elegy for what they were

Ashes chant in whispered slur

Now the blade becomes the seer

We remain — the last, the seer