Dinosaur

Everything breaks.
Light becomes shadow, life becomes death, angels become beasts.
The fragile beauty of truth splinters under its own weight, and in every fragment a new world is born—sharp, merciless, gleaming.

Kingdom of Glass is a descent into that shattering.
Where faith turns to hunger, where desire corrodes into madness, where silence itself begins to scream. It is the reflection that cuts when you dare to look too long, the mirror that does not return your face but something older, stranger, hungrier.

Here, there are no heroes—only ruins. No salvation—only the seduction of falling deeper. Yet in the fractures, in the brokenness, there lies a beauty too dangerous to ignore. A beauty that whispers: break, and be remade.

Kingdom of Glass

Nothing Special

[Verse]
Stars keep burning while I freeze in place
Galaxies twirl like they own the space
I’m a whisper
I’m a crack
I’m a missing trace

[Prechorus]
Is the sky laughing or is it just me
A punchline buried in eternity

[Chorus]
Why do I always feel so small
The victim in the grand design of it all
Planets spin
I stumble and crawl
Why me
Why me
Why me at all

[Verse 2]
Constellations wink but never talk back
Black holes pulling
I’m losing track
I’m a speck
I’m a spark
Fading in the black

[Prechorus]
Do the stars pity or just ignore
A tiny scream in the cosmic roar

[Chorus]
Why do I always feel so small
The victim in the grand design of it all
Planets spin
I stumble and crawl
Why me
Why me
Why me at all

Dinosaur

Theory Of A Deadman