[Intro]
Ink of smoke and ash of gold
Show the road no hand can hold
Burn the lie and mark the way
Before the night devours the day

[Verse]
Upon the stone a parchment lay
Untouched by dust, untouched by decay
The bard leaned close with a crooked smile
Then the corners flared like a funeral pile

[Pre-Chorus]
No hand had drawn it
No king had signed
Yet roads appeared
In a burning line

[Chorus]
The Map That Burned Itself
Left no road upon the shelf
Flame by flame it named the land
No one living understands
The Map That Burned Itself
Chose the brave and cursed the wealth
Where the red ash marked the bend
Lies the wound at World’s End

[Verse]
It showed a bridge made of broken bells
A forest of mouths and wishing wells
A crownless throne in a tower of bone
And a black sun chained to a dead god’s stone

[Pre-Chorus]
The mage read runes
The dwarf said no
The thief saw treasure
He would not show

[Chorus]
The Map That Burned Itself
Left no road upon the shelf
Flame by flame it named the land
No one living understands
The Map That Burned Itself
Chose the brave and cursed the wealth
Where the red ash marked the bend
Lies the wound at World’s End

[Instrumental]
Flute and fiddle twist like flame
Mandolin whispers every name
Drums roll under ancient dust
Guitars rise with iron trust

[Bridge]
A map can be a warning
A road can be a chain
A quest can start with laughter
And end in blood and rain

[Breakdown]
Then on the edge
Five marks appeared
A sword, a song
A flame, a beard
A shadowed hand
The tavern’s eye
And all the ink
Began to cry

[Build-up]
The portal opened
Wide and red
The map became
A coal-black thread

[Chorus]
The Map That Burned Itself
Left no road upon the shelf
Flame by flame it named the land
No one living understands
The Map That Burned Itself
Chose the brave and cursed the wealth
Where the red ash marked the bend
Lies the wound at World’s End

[Chorus]
The Map That Burned Itself
Burned the fear in every breath
Through the gate and through the night
They must carry mortal light
The Map That Burned Itself
Left its ashes, kept its spell
Where the red ash marked the bend
Lies the wound at World’s End

[Outro]
Ink of smoke and ash of gold
Show the road no hand can hold
Burn the lie and mark the way
Before the night devours the day