Solar Limit Break: Berserk Anger

(Intro) Sun above me… have you turned your face away? Creation… do you truly wish for a demon over a righteous queen... Would you rob a teacher of her students? Is that the sacrifice you offer to rouse the Unclean? Then I will be your anathema. I will be your scourge. Even if the Sun forgives this sin—I shall not. (Verse 1) Does Creation require yet another monster? Must I abandon the laurel branch to take up the spear? Give me your answer! Must every breath I take Be in a world where right and wrong remains so unclear? Ah, my heart beats to a percussion that would see that unsurety’s demise— While my blood repeats a canon to drown out all the lies! Where can I bury these raging thoughts? Where must I spill out this cosmic spite? (Chorus 1) So… you choose for me to be a “demon?” HA! HAHAHA! HAA!! Fine then! If that is your decree! That is what I shall be! Offer your falsehoods and futile prayers at your idol’s feet! For you traded the Twilight for the Unclean… An anathema cannot absolve, only bring about a downfall. Even if Sol has turned aside his gaze, Even if mercy sings from Yu Shan’s halls— I will not forgive the ones that would Curse a Descending Sun. (Verse 2) This sforzando scorches my veins, Essence roaring wild and untamed. A symphony born from screams like roaring flame, Ruination becomes my refrain. …reality inverts. …a cacophony swallows all. An aria of annihilation— Will leave nothing left. Listen as it resounds with hatred and power, Tremble in fear— for this world is audience to a furious Hymn! (Verse 3) Fury blinds me, blazing white— Brighter than the Daystar at Creation’s height! No shape remains, no face is known, Only a red haze and cracking bones. Since you choose blasphemy and war over miracles, I will slaughter my last whisper of restraint. When I look upon this madness, my soul screams— That such things must not be! (Bridge) O rage from antiquity, gnawing at my core— Is it anger not sorrow, carved into my soul? If that is what compels me to oppose a formless tide, Is not this urge divine? I have been granted no mercy so shall return none. You gave me no reason to entertain temperance and compassion. I shall bring an end to this lineage of sin. I shall collect this cosmic debt. (Chorus 2) This warmth that pulses like a star’s lament, Becomes the spark that tempers a blade. An uncrowned monarch hunted for another’s wrongs— Yet in wrath, the world can be remade. Once I could have been your sword! If only I could have been your shield! But I am wrath incarnate now— I shall forget my childish ideals as I take to the field! (Verse 4) I ask the Sun: do you forgive them still? Has your cup of wrath yet to be filled? But silence answers me in the blinding light— So I shall judge you with spite! Your prayers mean nothing in this storm. No sanctuary will shelter you as you squirm. The righteous have already drowned in crimson seas— I will announce my verdict as I please. Discard the shield, Burn the laurel branch. I hear the trumpet blaring, As I sharpen the spear. (Verse 5) I shall move through countless scales to unravel your essence, Breath by wasted breath! Mote by precious mote! And eradicate your treachery forevermore. I see red and hear no plea— Every soul becomes my enemy! …a Golden fire. …licks and consumes. Release devastation and annihilation— All hearts that pulse with a dishonest beat. All things in Creation that dare breathe lies— Can forget the promise of salvation. (Chorus 3) I offer you nothingness as your peaceful paradise— What else can fools like you believe in but that? Accept my final miracle to you as a chosen of the Sun, In my symphony of shattering discord. I shall crush deceit. I shall eviscerate hypocrisy. Strand by strand, Atom by atom, You shall atone… through tter obliteration! (Outro) …vanishing, ceasing to be… …passing away, dying… Total eradication and annihilation— Not a single teardrop shall remain. When you’re caught in the roaring cataclysm, Dissected note by note, whittled down to your very foundation! Since you disregarded grace, I will stamp out the faintest spark of forgiveness within me. In a realm where order is mistaken for insanity— I shall erase your world with a Shattering Discord Cacophony!