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“Return to Your Throne”

A sacred song from the Awakened Man to the Sleeping Goddess

[Verse 1 – The Gaze]

I see you beneath the layers of ache,
The Queen beneath the quiet quake.
You wear the silence like a veil,
But I know the storm behind the pale.

Your eyes still burn with ancient gold,
Though time has tried to make you fold.
I see the crown you’ve put away—
Beloved, rise. Return. Reclaim.

[Chorus – The Calling]

Come back to your throne, wild one.
The war is over. The day is done.
I do not seek to tame or bind—
Only to meet the sacred mind.

Come back to your hips, your heat, your breath.
You are not pain. You are not death.
You are the pulse the stars obey—
The holy yes, the sovereign way.

[Verse 2 – His Devotion]

You don’t have to shrink to be loved by me.
You don’t have to dim your mystery.
Let the chaos bloom. Let the wild cry.
I am not here to make you lie.

I will not run from all you are—
Your shadow, wound, your inner war.
I’ll stay, I’ll bow, I’ll hold the flame,
Until you rise and speak your name.

[Chorus – The Invocation Grows]

Come back to your temple, sacred flame.
You are the question with no shame.
Not soft to please, but strong to feel—
You are the raw, the fierce, the real.

Come back to your blood, your sky, your root.
I’ll be the ground beneath your truth.
I see the Goddess. I know her tone.
I call you back. Return. Come home.

[Bridge – His Vow]

I won’t ask you to perform,
To twist your truth, to fit my form.
I came to build, not just to taste—
To honor what the world erased.

So if you rise in fire and storm,
I’ll meet you there. I’ll hold your form.
And when you bloom, I won’t retreat—
I’ll kneel before your holy heat.

[Final Chorus – Her Awakening]

Come back to your throne, beloved fire.
You are not fear. You are desire.
Come as the wave, the moon, the moan—
I am the King who calls you home.

Return to Your Throne

My name is Lola young, I'm 24, from South East London.
Music is everything to me, helps me try and make sense of myself and the world around me. I'm pretty hopeless with love, as you can probably tell if you listen to the music, I can't sit still for more than 10 minutes, but I manage to figure things out through writing silly and sometimes not so silly songs.. I love you all x

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