In the silence where the shadows fall,
We stand beneath the weight of it all,
The echoes of giants, whispers in the dust,
A story of power, lingering in rust.
We rise like a storm, ready to break,
Our footsteps shaking the earth, make no mistake,
With every breath, we’re reaching for more,
Bound by a legacy, we can’t ignore.
Who we were and what we’ve done,
Crafting our fate like the setting sun,
The cracks in the earth tell tales of the bold,
Adventures waiting, their secrets unfold.
Through the haze, we hear the call,
A thunderous roar, we won’t let it fall,
We’ll climb the heights, confront the pain,
In valleys of struggle, we’ll dance in the rain.
The fire within, igniting the night,
We’ll shatter the silence, we’ll rise and ignite,
We’re the whispers in the winds of the past,
Creating a future that’s made to last.
So take my hand and feel the ground shake,
The mountains won’t crumble, we’ll bend, we won’t break,
With every heartbeat, we’re writing our fate,
Together we stand, and together we create.
As the last light fades, we’ll not remain sparse,
Our legacy echoes through the heart of this spar,
For even in collapse, we find our way through,
In the dust of the battle, I’ll stand here with you.
Rock
Collapse, Mountains, Power, Echoes, Dust, Legacy