Orbit of Everything Dead

heavy dark space metal #aimusic #new #music #music #darkmetal #spacemetal You wear your spite like a borrowed crown Spit cheap venom, then crawl back down Every promise rots before it lands A coward’s gospel in your shaking hands No mercy waits beyond the hull Your little kingdom’s airless and dull Hate. let it eat through the skin Hate. let the cold get in You made a throne from the wreckage you spread Now choke on the orbit of everything dead I name the stars for the things you broke Each one a witness, each one a joke Your mouth makes war, your spine makes none You beg for dawn when the damage is done Small. Cruel. Hollow. Nothing behind the teeth Small. Cruel. Hollow. Swallow what you leave Out past the planets, no flag, no home Just your own voice in the pressure dome No hand will reach through the iron dark No clean escape from the bite you sparked Hate. let it eat through the skin Hate. let the cold get in You made a throne from the wreckage you spread Now choke on the orbit of everything dead