Siege the Ladder
Run for the treasure 
In this kingdom
Of this dark era 
Replenish my sins
Or be burned to suffer
Can't trust no one soul
But ones own 
Id rather be told in the prophet 
Then known as a fallen tragedy 


Caged as an Artifact
Or statued for honorable legacy
Declared as the sacred one 
Hearing from the ancient ones 
Under the dying sun 
Hectic fuck
Not worthy for the Northman club
Even the barbaric don't trust 

Relentless
Demented 
Under pressure 
Heavy weighted armor 
Sharped sword for slaughter 
Extinguish the fire 
Thy Ashen Fallen 
Brought upon us 
Such a Hollow Grim Land
Grey and Dead 
Now that's expressive 
Reeking sickness

Black Plague Virus 
Seeking for Death
Its so peaceful but violent 
I know the Devil had a
Delightful agreement 
For the ownership of it 
Gloomy, foggy forest
Horror and fright combined 
Headless horseman swinging
heads off 
Like it's a sportsmanship

I needed to get that off my chest
Or else I would decompress

Exploring these like it's adventure time 
Back pack, equipment, weaponry 
Check the list 
Thorned branches 
Evil witches 
Saddened phantoms 
Dungeon skeletons 
Roaming around 
Trying to piece back together their own personal hell
Or purgatory, or faded story
I'm stygian saint and I'm tryna figue out the balance 
Id rather speak foolishly than be silenced 

Slice some enemies in half 
real steep
With the brotheren risen from grave
Wizardly tricks 
You can't fool me 
Unleash the beast 
Centauri
Collect souls
As a currency 
Dark souls is my remedy 
Filled with Horror and Comedy 
I guess you could say I'm a twisted confliction of both the light and the dark
Stygian Saint after all
Voidless and Radiant
Thy Ashen 
Uprising 
The Emerged Stygian 
Thy Tragic Angel whom has Fallen

Chronos (Prod. Stygian Saint x Wyte Trash)

Continuing to grow and change as a whole and evolve each day. Conflicted with the light and dark. Member of Thy 🔮Guerrilla Records 🔮

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