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Ajin Khan carves law from chaos. Where melody bleeds and wrath speaks, a voice rises — solemn, violent, divine.

Melodic death. Groove. Speed. Power. Metal reborn.

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Track 9: End Of Time Lyrics


Marching through ash-slick rain
Steel through marrow — I reclaim
You crowned yourself on shattered spines
Now your blood redraws the lines
Roots claw from the choking mire
Echoing back what you set on fire
Time you bent in hollow commands
Crushed beneath these blistered hands

Thunder snapped when you stripped my sight
But wolves don’t beg — they haunt the night
You lit the sky to hide the truth
I stripped it bare, tooth by tooth
The mire remembers
The silence feeds
Each scar I bear
Still bites and bleeds

I ride the storm
Through rust and flame
You cursed my soul
I curse your name
No gods to plead
No end divine
Only death
At the End of Time

Flesh to blade — your justice hollow
You drew the map, I chose to follow
Now I crawl from what you wrecked
Etched in frost and wounds unchecked
You called it law — I call it rot
Fed on fear, it’s all you’ve got
But I was shaped in deeper graves
Where no kings rule and no light stays

Wings cracked — I tread, not fly
Halo rusted, no more sky
From grave to flame, I whisper now
You end here, and I end how

I ride the storm
Through rust and flame
You cursed my soul
I curse your name
No gods to plead
No end divine
Only death
At the End of Time

I ride the storm
Through rust and flame
You cursed my soul
I curse your name
No gods to plead
No end divine
Only blood
At the End of Time