The Crooked Guardian şarkı sözleri

In the shadows beneath the black mountain They named him monster They named him broken But the forgotten pages were waiting His name was Solon, but they never cared The Crooked One, whispered through the poisoned air Bent spine, cracked form, scales on his skin One yellow serpent eye, blue ice within Raised in chains beneath Ereshkigal's throne A pet for the vampires, never flesh, never bone No hand dared touch him except her cruel delight Pain was the language of the endless night The castle breathed darkness, cold as the grave A kingdom of predators feeding on slaves Yet deep under stone where the dead knowledge sleeps The twisted boy wandered where silence still weeps Books made of skin Whispers in blood Runes burning undead But never his blood Rise! From the shadows below! The crooked soul they never could control! Ice inside the broken bones! The guardian awakens from the cold! Rise! Hear the cursed bells cry! No more crawling beneath their eyes! When the final pages ignite Even the immortal fear the light! Every night when the bone bells rang He walked the abyss where the old gods sang Dust in his lungs, oil lamps glowing Listening close to the secrets growing The library breathed like a living beast Ancient tomes from forgotten priests Empires swallowed, kingdoms erased Memories carved in cursed black paste And the books spoke softly inside his mind Not with words, but warnings confined Not yet A whisper through the pain Not yet Your hour remains He knew he was nothing Too weak for the curse Too twisted for feeding A soul unrehearsed But destiny hides In the deepest flame And monsters become legends When they remember their name One book One touch Burning alive in his hands! Ancient language Older than ruin Older than all of the damned! The words of Engus! The truth of creation! Faith standing strong through devastation! Rise! From the shadows below! The crooked soul they never could control! Ice inside the broken bones! The guardian awakens from the cold! Rise! Hear the cursed bells cry! No more crawling beneath their eyes! When the final pages ignite Even the immortal fear the light! The bone bells thundered through the halls The vampire court began to crawl Demanding spells for endless wars Blind to the storm behind closed doors Solon stood before the glass For the first time saw beyond the past Not a beast Not deformed But a vessel that the heavens formed A crooked smile across scarred skin The fire of purpose burned within And somewhere deep beneath the stone The library answered to its own Rise! Guardian of the endless flame! The broken child without a name! Chosen by the ancient light! Keeper of the final rite! Rise! Let the darkened kingdoms know! No chain can bind the soul below! When destiny calls through light and ice Even vampires kneel before the higher! And when the final chapter comes No hand of darkness No throne of blood Will ever close The pages Of his story