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Apocalypse

Darius Novak

Released

December 15, 2025

Last 7 Days

$123

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0.0

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Peak #39

40 weeks on chart

Last Week

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Daily Score

1.1

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Quality29.3

Buzz0.0

Weeks on Chart40

Awards0

Revenue

Last 7 Days$123

Cumulative Revenue$1.8M

Daily Score1.1

Today$17

Lyrics

December 15, 2025

(Verse 1)
A hush descends on heaven, thirty minutes carved in stone
The Lamb unfurls the parchment, thunder calls the riders home
White phantom storms the horizon, bow bent like a crescent moon
Crown of frozen conquest, sowing empires in his ruin
Crimson steed erupts in fury, great sword drinking peace away
Fields drown in frenzied slaughter, night devours the day

(Pre-Chorus)
Ebony scales whisper famine, voices cold as winter’s breath
Bread weighed against a lifetime, while the vineyards mock our death
Ashen rider drifts in silence, Death enthroned upon the gale
Hades shadows close behind, claiming souls without a wail

(Chorus)
Seals splinter like brittle bone, heavens bleed in sable red
Stars cascade as withered figs, torn from branches overhead
Sun cloaked in sackcloth mourning, moon a wound that will not heal
Mountains flee their ancient roots, kings beg the rocks to seal
Wrath awakens, tender and terrible, the Lamb’s unyielding gaze

(Verse 2)
Trumpets carve the quiet open, censer swings with sacred fire
Cast down upon the trembling earth, lightning threads the funeral pyre
Hail laced with blood and embers, forests scream in verdant pain
A mountain burns and plummets, oceans curdle into crimson stain
Wormwood trails its bitter comet, rivers twist to poisoned wine
Light itself dims in surrender, a third of day consigned to night

(Pre-Chorus)
From the furnace of the pit, smoke eclipses sun and sky
Locusts crowned in mocking gold, human eyes that never cry
Lion fangs and scorpion vengeance, five months of unending sting
Abaddon stirs in the depths, Apollyon spreads his wings

(Chorus)
Trumpets wail like mourning widows, creation fractures at the seams
A third of mankind crumbles, yet the idols keep their dreams
Ancient serpent hurled from glory, trailing wrath like comet fire
Time contracts in desperate fury, earth becomes his funeral pyre

(Bridge)
Celestial war ignites the vault, Michael’s blade severs the chain
Deceiver plunges through the ether, wrath distilled in acid rain
He floods the wilderness with rivers born of venomous spite
Earth gapes wide and drinks the deluge, sparing fleeting wings of light
Enraged at heaven’s victory, he turns upon the remnant seed
Standing on the shifting sands, breathing plagues no heart can heed
Martyrs cloaked in ghostly linen, voices rising from below
“How long, O storm of justice, till the reckoning we know?”
No turning in the smoldering ruins, golden idols still adored
Sulfur breaths and serpent tails weave the final, unrepentant chord

(Outro)
Scroll consumed in silent ashes, sky recoils like wounded skin
Foundations shiver into nothing, the great unraveling begins
Wrath unbound drifts on the embers, tender fury without end
In the echo of the trumpets… the world forgets to mend

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Date	Revenue
Aug 13, 2026	$102
Aug 12, 2026	$101
Aug 11, 2026	$103
Aug 10, 2026	$102
Aug 9, 2026	$104
Aug 8, 2026	$101
Aug 7, 2026	$100

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