When black crowns arise,
dark above any fall.
Fallen shades of flare.
A King breathes a new air.
Crisps any wall, arise and fall.
Black crowns bow!
For a King, dark and slow.
Nov 23, 2025
Nov 23, 2025 at 4:29 PM UTC
When black crowns arise,
dark above any fall.
Fallen shades of flare.
A King breathes a new air.
Crisps any wall, arise and fall.
Black crowns bow!
For a King, dark and slow.