Crown of Ashes
Crown of Ashes Celtic folk ballad, indie folk, acoustic fingerpicking layered with bodhran drums, wooden flutes, rich choral harmonies, minor key melancholy, ancient and intimate, misty atmospheric textures, raw vulnerable vocals over epic instrumental swells, wandering and sorrowful, old-world mysticism meets contemporary introspection https://www.producer.ai/BlackHardwar https://songly.gift/ru/app/videos/create https://sinonim.org/song#res Lyrics Verse 1 I walked these hills when they bore my name When the rivers bent to the throne I claimed Now the stone remembers what I've become A ghost among the heather and the drum Verse 2 The mist rolls in like counsel I ignored Every valley holds an unsheathed sword My people sing in voices I can't reach The wind rewrites what I used to preach Chorus And I am the king of nothing now The bracken bows but won't allow My footsteps any solid ground I wear a crown that can't be found Verse 3 I built my hall where the old oaks bend Traded brothers for a means to an end The hearth-fire dims in a home that stands But the door won't open for these hands Verse 4 The flute still plays the tune I wrote When pride sat heavy in my throat Now the melody belongs to rain Washing blood from ancient stain Chorus And I am the king of nothing now The bracken bows but won't allow My footsteps any solid ground I wear a crown that can't be found Bridge Was it power or was it fear That led me far away from here? The throne room echoes with my son's name But I'm the one who lit the flame Verse 5 The wild river knows my face Carries fragments of my disgrace I drink from it and taste the years Salt of exile, iron of tears Chorus And I am the king of nothing now The bracken bows but won't allow My footsteps any solid ground I wear a crown that can't be found Outro I walked these hills when they bore my name I walk them still I walk them still
Crown of Ashes Celtic folk ballad, indie folk, acoustic fingerpicking layered with bodhran drums, wooden flutes, rich choral harmonies, minor key melancholy, ancient and intimate, misty atmospheric textures, raw vulnerable vocals over epic instrumental swells, wandering and sorrowful, old-world mysticism meets contemporary introspection https://www.producer.ai/BlackHardwar https://songly.gift/ru/app/videos/create https://sinonim.org/song#res Lyrics Verse 1 I walked these hills when they bore my name When the rivers bent to the throne I claimed Now the stone remembers what I've become A ghost among the heather and the drum Verse 2 The mist rolls in like counsel I ignored Every valley holds an unsheathed sword My people sing in voices I can't reach The wind rewrites what I used to preach Chorus And I am the king of nothing now The bracken bows but won't allow My footsteps any solid ground I wear a crown that can't be found Verse 3 I built my hall where the old oaks bend Traded brothers for a means to an end The hearth-fire dims in a home that stands But the door won't open for these hands Verse 4 The flute still plays the tune I wrote When pride sat heavy in my throat Now the melody belongs to rain Washing blood from ancient stain Chorus And I am the king of nothing now The bracken bows but won't allow My footsteps any solid ground I wear a crown that can't be found Bridge Was it power or was it fear That led me far away from here? The throne room echoes with my son's name But I'm the one who lit the flame Verse 5 The wild river knows my face Carries fragments of my disgrace I drink from it and taste the years Salt of exile, iron of tears Chorus And I am the king of nothing now The bracken bows but won't allow My footsteps any solid ground I wear a crown that can't be found Outro I walked these hills when they bore my name I walk them still I walk them still