"A throne where you can breathe"

[Intro — male vocals, low tone, dark synths, heavy bass pulses, sound of falling drops in an empty throne hall] (Hhh‑h… hhh‑h…) I ruled for centuries, but I never knew what warmth felt like, Until your quiet step broke the dead echo of the palace. [Verse 1] My crown holds the dust of centuries and the bitter trace of a curse, I gave commands that shattered destinies without a second thought. The crown burns like a brand, the throne is an icy prison, I was a king to everyone, but I stopped being human long ago. But you didn’t bow, didn’t lower your eyes, You just softly said: “You look like eternity itself is a burden.” There was no fear in your voice, just light and a simple truth: “Can I just sit here with you, until you don’t have to be strong and frightening again?” (Ooh‑ooh…) [Pre‑Chorus — build‑up, crisp hi‑hats, rhythmic, almost rap delivery] I whispered to myself: “Don’t let her close, she’s a weakness, a vulnerability,” But every breath she took was louder than the screams of all my battles and destruction. I tried to hide the darkness behind a mask of grandeur and cold, And you just smiled and said: “You’re just tired. It’s okay to be that way.” [Chorus — full power, heavy beat, backing vocals like the “whispers of former subjects”] I’m a cursed king who forgot how to be alive, But with you even the throne feels like a place where I can finally breathe. Let the walls crumble, let banners and days fade away, I’ll stand between you and any storm — that’s what I was born to do. Don’t ask me to take off the crown — it’s part of my pain and honour, I can’t erase these scars, they’re my vows and songs. I won’t promise that everything will be easy and bright, But I swear I won’t let this world touch your light. (La‑la‑la… la‑la‑la…) [Verse 2 — rhythmic, accented delivery, then smoothly into melody] You love sunrises, I only remember the long nights after battles, You believe in kindness, I believe in how fast vows can break. You ask: “What’s the heaviest thing to carry?” And I stay silent, because the heaviest thing is knowing I could lose you. I watch you sleep on the cold velvet in the throne hall, Afraid to move, as if any motion would betray this moment’s peace. You’re a spark that melts like snow on an icy palm, And I’m a king who, for the first time, fears not his enemies, but the silence after you. [Bridge — minimalist, only keys, one heavy beat per bar, intimate delivery] If one day the curse takes me back into the darkness, Know I’ll return to you as wind, as rain, as fleeting silence. Don’t cry if I vanish — I’ll be in every heartbeat, In every dream where we’re sitting by the window again, and I don’t need to be a king. (La‑la‑la… la‑la‑la…) — whispered [Chorus — even more powerful, crescendo, sharp drop at the end of the line] I’m a cursed king who forgot how to be alive, But with you even the throne feels like a place where I can finally breathe. Let the walls crumble, let banners and days fade away, I’ll stand between you and any storm — that’s what I was born to do. Don’t ask me to take off the crown — it’s part of my pain and honour, I can’t erase these scars, they’re my vows and songs. I won’t promise that everything will be easy and bright, But I swear I won’t let this world touch your light. [Outro — very soft, almost a whisper, sound dissolving in reverb] Even if eternity takes me back into the dark, I’ll leave this light for you — I’ll light it myself. In your laughter, in your breath, in every new day, (La‑la‑la…) I’m here. As long as you remember me.