Lux

Mater Ignis… Mater Tenebris…
Lux in ossibus nostris…
Mother of Fire… Mother of Darkness…
The light within our bones…

Born in the womb of war and ash,
A voice emerged through the cosmic clash.
No angels wept — they feared her breath,
A mother forged in living death.

She walks the ruins, crowned in flame,
No god dares whisper her sacred name.
Through shattered time, through cursed decay,
She speaks — and night is swept away.

MATER! DOMINA!
The flame that scars the void!
MATER! LUX FERREA!
The light the gods destroyed!

Mother, I scream through endless blight,
You are the sword that cleaves the night.
Even in death, your will remains,
A crimson queen in fire and chains!

In darkness, she made us whole.
In silence, she gave us name.
No heaven holds her soul.
She is the darkness — and the flame.

No grave, no prayer, no savior’s hymn —
Could bind the wrath that came from her within.
A force unchained, eternal spite,
She bore her sons into the fight.

Mother, I scream through endless blight,
You are the sword that cleaves the night.
Even in death, your will remains,
A crimson queen in fire and chains!

Mother of Light…
Mother of Night…
Burn the sky…
Set the stars…
Aflame…