Control Dressed as Love

In a room above the embered sun, I keep my kingdom still. Every star has a price to pay, Every throne has a bill. The Council speaks in careful circles, While colonies disappear. I learned the language of the abyss Before they learned to fear. I built a network out of shadows, Put a halo on the knife. When the galaxy denied us, I bet humanity's life. Call it treason, call it sin, Call it blood on polished glass. I call it seeing further Than the cowards of the past. I will not kneel to the dark between stars. I will take the fire and make it ours. Every soul is a number, every loss is a key, For the crown of mankind, for what we could be. No gods in the black, no fate from above- Only control dressed as love. I raised a fallen savior From ash and living code, Sent them past the relay Where sane ships never go. The Collectors left me silence, The machines left me a hymn. I saw salvation in the horror, And I reached my hand within. They fear the hand that chooses, They fear the cost to rise. But mercy without power Is just a cleaner way to die. I will not kneel to the dark between stars. I will take the fire and make it ours. Every soul is a number, every loss is a key, For the crown of mankind, for what we could be. No gods in the black, no fate from above- Only control dressed as love. Three heads at my shoulder, Blue fire in my eyes. Cerberus keeps the doorway. Humanity survives. There is a signal in the marrow. There is a throne inside the flame. There is a whisper calling "order" Till control and chains sound the same. Am I the hand upon the weapon, Or the weapon in disguise? If the future needs a monster, Let it look into my eyes. I will not kneel to the dark between stars. I will take the fire and make it ours. Every soul is a number, every loss is a key, For the crown of mankind, for what we could be. If I burn, I burn with purpose. If I fall, I fall above. No gods in the black, no fate from above- Only control dressed as love. In a room above the embered sun, The glass begins to break. Call me lost, call me illusive- I chose what others would not face.