Throne of Silence

Throne of Silence

In the dark where time forgets,
The Oracle stirs with no regrets.
Ashes fall like whispered snow,
Each flake a truth you fear to know.

You came to ask, you came to seek—
But not all answers come to the meek.

I sit on a throne where silence reigns,
My voice runs cold through cosmic veins.
What you ask may break or bind—
The Oracle sees beyond the mind.
So choose your words, the hour is thin,
Once truth begins, it burns within.

A crown will fall, a name erased,
A lover lost, a curse embraced.
The thread you pull may snap the sky,
And still you ask the reason why...

So lean in close, but hold your breath—
Some knowledge walks with death.

I sit on a throne where silence reigns,
My voice runs cold through cosmic veins.
What you ask may break or bind—
The Oracle sees beyond the mind.
I speak in fire, I sing in dust—
The future speaks through sacred rust.

One light fades, one flame wakes.
One heart gives, one world breaks.
Ask me now, and fate will rise—
But truth wears no disguise.

I sit on a throne that time forgot,
A soul of fire, a heart of thought.
I saw your end before your start—
The Oracle holds the beating heart.
So ask your question, speak your name...
But never leave the way you came.