
Beneath a sky of fractured glass,
the winds whisper tales of her past.
A throne of frost, a heart untamed,
adrift where no warmth calls her name.
Chorus:
She stands where the heavens are hollow,
where silence devours the light.
Crowned in storms no soul dares to follow,
she carves her fate from the night.
Verse 2:
Shadows stretch like silver veins,
tracing wounds she learned to claim.
Once a flame, now carved in stone,
ruling ruins she calls her own.
Chorus:
She stands where the heavens are hollow,
where silence devours the light.
Crowned in storms no soul dares to follow,
she carves her fate from the night.
Bridge:
No chains can hold the wraith of the cold,
no prayer will melt her decree.
The stars may fall, the sun may fold,
but she'll never bow, never bleed.
Chorus:
She stands where the heavens are hollow,
where silence devours the light.
Crowned in storms no soul dares to follow,
she carves her fate from the night.
Outro:
Through the ice, her echoes remain,
a queen in the howl of the rain.
Through the ice, her echoes remain,
a queen in the howl of the rain.
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