Daughters Of The End (Feat. Alexia Falls & Aiza Oni)

Daughters Of The End (Feat. Alexia Falls & Aiza Oni)

Troublement

Альбом: Obey Thy Flesh
Длительность: 4:46
Год: 2025
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Burn it down, take the crown
Ashes fall, we don't drown
Eyes like knives, hearts like fire
We rise, we rule, we never tire
Lips like ice, voice like glass
I speak your name, you won't last
Dagger tongue, corset steel
Every word I say, you kneel
Built from pain, I never begged
Wrapped in silk, still break your legs
I don't forgive, I don't forget
Try your luck that's your last bet
No mercy, no peace
Only queens and the weak
We don't forgive
We just feast
We're the daughters of the end
Make 'em break, never bend
Kiss the crown, taste the sin
Say our names, we rise again
Burn it black, take what's ours
Midnight hearts with violent power
We don't run, we don't repent
We are wrath
With a cherry scent
Smoke in lungs, silk on skin
I lure your fate with a wicked grin
One soft sigh, you lose control
I plant my kiss, then claim your soul
I walk in fire, I dance in screams
Make kings fall out of their dreams
Call me cruel, call me divine
Either way, the throne is mine
No shame, no chains
Just our blood in your veins
We don't ask
We just take
We're the daughters of the end
Make 'em break, never bend
Kiss the crown, taste the sin
Say our names, we rise again
Burn it black, take what's ours
Midnight hearts with violent power
We don't run, we don't repent
We are wrath
With a cherry scent
You want chaos? That's my style
Boot to neck with a little smile
Cursed in leather, born to wreck
Tat my name on your fuckin' neck
Blood on lips, I came to slay
Take your pride, then throw it away
Blades in the corset, venom in smile
Turn your throne to a grave in style
Whispers in Latin, hex on your name
Ruin's a game, and we came to reign
Who needs heaven? We made our own
Bitch-made gods can die alone
I don't kneel, I break your chain
One touch you'll never be the same
I ain't your dream, I'm the end you earn
Watch me rise while the pretty world burns
You called us witches
You called us whores
Now we own the gates
And lock the doors
We're the daughters of the end
Make 'em break, never bend
Kiss the crown, taste the sin
Say our names, we rise again
Burn it black, take what's ours
Midnight hearts with violent power
We don't run, we don't repent
We are wrath
With a cherry scent