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Phoenix King
House
Phoenix King è stato pubblicato il 9 dicembre 2025 da Resonance Of Melodies come parte dell'album Phoenix King - Single
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Data di uscita9 dicembre 2025
EtichettaResonance Of Melodies
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM103

Testi

I'm no longer where you used to find me
I burned that address long ago
Mercy?
I threw it to the bottom of that pit
Listen
My good intentions were my weakness so I tore them out
I left my naïve side in that street that night without a doubt
I melted every knife you stuck in my back and built myself a throne
While you feared the dark I crowned the shadow as my own!
Those waiting for me to fall—watch the summit now
There's no stuntman in this movie; I cut off the spare wheel somehow
Don't think I collapsed; I simply bowed down
Tied my shoelaces tight—then rose from the ground
My heart is a wildfire blazing in my chest
There's no reverse in my world; only forward—never rest!
The emotional kid is dead may he rest in peace…
Salute the machine that took his place if you please
The old me is dead—I planted his gravestone!
Carved No Forgiveness on it sworn in a harsh tone!
No more tears; every debt is paid in cash and clean
If this city burns tonight the match was lit by me!
Don't ask me How are you? now—you can't handle the reply
You can't chain the beast inside me no matter how hard you try
I used to stay silent call it morals call it patience…
Now I've flipped the table—gave everyone their exit stations!
Snakes disguised as friends mannequins standing in display…
Smiling at my face while digging traps behind me every day
I wrote down every name in my little black book
Now I'm handing out justice—on earth and in heaven take a look!
My armor isn't steel—it's made of pain and years
I fear no king no servant; I've buried all my fears
I rose from my ashes just like the Phoenix reborn—
This isn't a show you're watching; this is life raw and torn!
Don't mistake me for who I used to be;
Don't underestimate don't test don't try me
Force that door again—you'll be trapped inside
Mercy is out of stock; it vanished with my last cigarette's rising tide
The old me is dead—I planted his gravestone!
Carved No Forgiveness on it sworn in a harsh tone!
No more tears; every debt is paid in cash and clean
If this city burns tonight the match was lit by me!
Yes…
The funeral is over
You may disperse
Bow to the new king
The old me is dead
Written by: erhan çalışkan
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