Song Title: Throne of Shadows
Artist: SteelBorn Blood
Tribute to: Ozzy Osbourne
Released: July 22, 2025
Genre: Heavy Metal / Doom Metal


“Throne of Shadows” is a thunderous and heartfelt metal tribute to Ozzy Osbourne, released by SteelBorn Blood on the very day the Prince of Darkness passed — July 22, 2025.
Forged in distortion, grief, and undying respect, the song channels the eerie grandeur of Ozzy’s legacy with pounding drums, haunting guitar harmonies, and a doom-soaked riff that rises like a black sun over an apocalyptic skyline. The lyrics are a chilling journey through Ozzy’s mythos: from the dark alleys of Birmingham to the iron gates of heavy metal heaven.
With a voice drenched in reverence and rage, the vocalist roars an oath to the man who transformed madness into music. It’s not just a song — it’s a funeral march for a legend, a battle cry of eternal gratitude, and a torch passed to the next generation of darkness.
Dedicated to the immortal soul of Ozzy Osbourne (1948 – 2025),
The throne is yours, forever...

Throne of Shadows (Ode to the Prince of Darkness)

Lyrics:

You built your ruins with tender hands
Crowned yourself on top, unseen
Turned into stone for your own sorrow
Waiting for someone to call it art

But no one will come
to read your cracks
No one seeks mirrors
made of ash and glass
You spoke so loud
you forgot to hear

You spoke so loud
you forgot to hear

Your tears are ornaments
on the facade of fragile pride
Each silence you throw
a hollow hymn dressed in spite

But no one will come
to read your cracks
No one seeks mirrors
made of ash and glass
You spoke so loud
you forgot to hear

You spoke so loud
you forgot to hear

You believed you were one of a kind
in a world that never looked
Now you blame the wind
for skipping your shrine

But no one will come
to read your cracks
No one seeks mirrors
made of ash and glass

You spoke so loud
you forgot to hear

You enchanted yourself
and killed the spell
You’re the statue
in your own farewell

Corpse Dreams Vol. 3

No one will come

A darker, glitchier reprise – echoing the original message through distorted layers.

Human.exe (remix)

“Hysteria Spawns” The second murder (Annie Chapman) ignites mass panic. Headlines scream, mobs whisper, and the “Cheeky Jacky” postcard fans hysteria. The song explores how fear itself becomes fuel, an energy the killer seems to feed upon. The terror begins to feel less human, as though something unseen is drawing strength from the city’s dread.

[start]

[Intro]
Ink flows fast
Titles spill like fresh wounds. 
City scans my mark,
Yet no one knows my tone. 

[Verse 1]
Morning cracks on gore and murmurs,
Her sigh blends cold into the air.
The bazaar’s hum fades into silence,
Where her form once wandered free.

[Pre-Chorus]
Each gaze — pierces the mist.
Each sound — chasing my tread.
No beat — in the gloom.
Just the silence I guard.

[Chorus]
Terror forms the throne I claim,
Fed by your trembling hands.
Streets shiver under my gaze,
Yet grasp nothing of the truth.

[Post-Chorus]
Panic… breeds in your exhale.
And thrives… where I’ve tread.

[Verse 2]
They pen tales of Cheeky Jack
Stains spread on quivering palms
They weave my name in frenzy —
But none… perceive the core.

[Pre-Chorus]
Each shade — belongs to me.
Each murmur — I’ve woven in.
You dread — the edge in the void.
My grip — remains unfinished.

[Chorus (Variation)]
Terror forms the throne I claim,
Drawn from uneasy blood.
The streets quake in my trap,
As I sharpen my domain.

[Bridge]
Mobs surge — frenzy’s wave.
I stride unseen, untouched.
Your turmoil fuels my path.
Your dread — preserves my purity.

[Breakdown]
Dread me...
Crave me...
Label me...
Sustain me! 

[Chorus (Final Variation)]
Terror forms the throne I claim,
Shaped by desperate shouts!
Streets kneel — unaware,
Darkness… takes its toll!

[Extended Final Assault]
Your fear — the altar!
 Your screams — the hymn!
 I carve — the night open!
And the night lets me in!

[Final Hit]
I am the shadow… AND I REMAIN!

bleed like the rest

brother Chris

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