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Empty Tombstones

(A song for an assassin who wants to be king)

I wreak havoc when I’m bored, so better keep me in a cage,

I’ve never really understood when people say “just don’t engage.”

Don’t you get that flying feeling from the blood inside your veins?

Adrenaline is better if I’m fucking entertained.

I’ll choke on laughing ‘till I’m retching when it’s time to draw a knife,

The cobbled pathway that I’ve chosen paved with lightning bolts and spite.

Double cross each intersection then burn down the site,

The ashes of the town blend in perfect with the night.

Don’t ask me if I’m having fun, till hell breaks and I’m on the run,

The threads of my mind burning up and slowly coming undone.

To sleep and then perhaps to dream, then wake again and try to scream.

I’m not a devil but you’ll wonder if I was when I’m done.

I’d stare up at the ceiling if the shadows weren’t solid,

But the patterns in the darkness are as close I get to honest.

A man who’s made a graveyard shouldn’t have to be so modest,

When the tombstones without names are the ones of which I’m fondest.

Paint my porcelain with gold around the edges that I break

They’ll call me fucking beautiful but no longer well made.

Like the crown I’ll never need because the kingdom knows my name.

It only takes a whisper for an empire to cave.

Don’t ask me if I’m having fun till hell breaks and I’m on the run,

The threads of my mind burning up and slowly coming undone.

To sleep and then perhaps to dream, then wake again and try to scream.

I’m not a devil but you’ll wonder if I was when I’m done.

I revel in the revere and fill the recent vacancy

The God of death and nightmares for a planet changing century!

So ask me if I’m having fun, friend to all and friend to none.

The castle falls to pieces as the kingdom’s coming undone.

Sleep and then perhaps you’ll dream, wake and see my grinning teeth

I’m not a devil but you’ll wish I was when we are done.

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https://youtu.be/QAJ4E6SU7Qs

Want a villain songs from the POV of a dragon? Here you go! Hope you enjoy it 😂

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Sometimes I think the songs I write are too niche

But if people don’t wanna hear about the Goddess of Wonder having a crush on the God of Darkness but losing out to the Goddess of Light (who is actually manipulative)

Then that’s their problem honestly

I mean come on

“My life became a witch hunt/ when she decided I would die./ When there’s a perfect sun/ why choose the moons, the stars, the sky?”

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Just put a new song up on YouTube! The lyric video de synced but I think it’s worth listening to regardless

It’s a duet about the grief of losing someone you feel like you can still feel guide you at times :)

It was a commissioned Dungeons and Dragons song as well, so if you’re into stories give it a listen!

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Sailors’ Demise

If the things of the deep snatch the moon from the sky

The ocean would now have its own light and shine

It’ll take part in games that are almost divine

And the sailors will kill it for being alive

Hidden under the water, the moon would make tides

That whirlpooled in spiraling waves of great height

The sharks and the sirens would laugh through the ride

And the sailors will kill them for being alive

And the kingdoms below would now know night and day

The moon as their sun, the night when it’s away

They’ll wonder how they even used to survive

And the sailors will kill them for being alive

So the things of the deep plucked the ships from the shore

Drowning them so they won’t kill anymore

Now they blame us for the sailors’ demise

We gave the moon back at the end of the war

Now the ocean’s gone dark and the waves are a bore

We wish we could surface and look to the skies

But the sailors will kill us for being alive

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Prom

I showed up to prom in a sweatshirt

“It’s a protest of fashion” I told my friends

I gave them my most winning smile

A smile that held countless hours

Of trying on outfits I hoped would impress them

Impress strangers

Impress myself

And there, in my closet I found

Only sweatshirts and clothes that didn’t quite fit right

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Don’t Play Hero

(Arthur reacting to Cogs saying “I love you” despite the fact he’s working for the villain)

There’s not much to talk about, I can tell when you lie

The information I gather could determine your life

So I hope you say nothing, and hold me instead

Give me no words to work with, so you don’t end up dead

A war of attrition, the story is written

“I love you” could end the world, yet you still speak

Each word a weapon, each smile information

We’ll both lose, so please don’t play hero

Your eyes slip from mine when you say nothing’s happened

Am I your date tonight or am I your distraction?

Will you realize there are people to love who wont flee?

Just confess to him and kiss where others can see

A war of attrition, the story is written

“I love you” could end the world, yet you still speak

Each word a weapon, each smile information

We’ll both lose, so please don’t play hero

Do you decide it’s too much trouble

To come and save the damsel;

Leave me to the mercy of the evil you fight?

Or will you wade through the rubble

Of what once was our castle

And hold me, though I am the reason you cry?

I’m the one holding the knife.

A war of attrition, a self-centered vision

“I love you” is not the fix you think it is!

So lay down your weapon, give up on winning

I love you, so please don’t play hero

I can’t lose you, so please don’t play hero

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The Outcasts

(A song for Cogs)

The world is ending every day

So I won’t say don’t be afraid

But don’t let your world get away

Cherish their laughter through the pain

The lake thinks they should bow to you

There have been weaker kings, it’s true

But that is why those men took rule

The greatest weapons are still tools

Be the fire of the forge

Turn them into something more

He asks, “Why bend to their will?”

Reply, “Aren’t I fire, still?”

Left so long inside the rot

Hearts became the glow you sought

Then, when your flame set alight

Your goal became to guide the lost at night

Growing up without a home

Should teach you well to be alone

But all it did was leave you with a hole

So now it doesn’t matter who

The outcasts are stars to you

And every single life is one to lose

“I am the fire of the forge

Fueled by lights that I adore

Why bend to their will?

Well, aren’t I fire, still?”