Paper Tiger

I bent the knee where angels drowned,
felt the earth reject the crown,
every lie they carved in stone
crumbled when I stood alone.
Blood in soil, ash in lungs,
I learned the language of the young
gods that never begged or prayed—
they took what faith was too afraid.

No mercy spoken, no commands—
just iron will and burning hands.

Devoted to the black horns,
sworn in fire, sealed in bone,
no heaven waits, no light returns—
we rise beneath the shattered throne.
Devoted to the black horns,
we don’t kneel, we don’t repent,
we wear the mark, we bear the flame—
until the final breath is spent.

I watched them pray with shaking mouths,
beg forgiveness, beg a way out,
but every god they cried upon
was deaf, or dead, or never born.
So I carved truth into my skin,
not to escape—but to begin,
I chose the dark that chose me back,
and followed horns through every crack.

No chosen son, no sacred lie—
just teeth, and will, and battle cries.

Devoted to the black horns…

They said the fall would break my spine,
said I’d beg for grace in time,
but falling taught me how to stand
with fire stitched into my hands.
Every scar a vow I keep,
every oath cuts just as deep,
I don’t ask to be redeemed—
I rule the night I learned to bleed.

Horns raised high—
mark the sky,
carve the sigil, testify.
No light above, no chain below,
we are the end—
WE LET IT GROW.

“BLACK HORNS! BLACK HORNS!”

If this is hell, then hell is home,
built from flesh and broken bones,
no savior’s breath, no final plea—
just chosen fate and loyalty.
I stand with those who never bowed,
who wore the curse, who spoke it loud,
we don’t inherit—we become,
what gods feared most when faith was young.

No absolution, no release—
only devotion without peace.

Devoted to the black horns,
sworn in fire, sealed in bone,
drag the altar, crack the sky—
this throne is ours and ours alone.
Devoted to the black horns,
blood and breath until the end,
no forgiveness, no regret—
WE STAND.
WE BURN.
WE ASCEND.

No prayer survives.
No god remains.
Only horns

and what we became.

Devoted To The Black Horns

Fan song of the fictional nomad clan the Aldercaldos from the hit game Cyberpunk 2077, based deeper into the cyberpunk lore.  Spanish version.

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