In shadows deep where darkness swells,
The echoes of our tortured screams,
Like iron bars, they keep us bound,
In this realm of shattered dreams.
Riptides of anger, coursing through veins,
Lurking beneath a skin of strain,
With every heartbeat, the armor breaks,
A feral voice that craves to reign.
No more silence, we won’t comply,
The flames of wrath ignite the night,
With every sacrifice they cast,
We rise from ashes, ready to fight.
Our hearts are forged from pain and fire,
Carved by the cruelty, we refuse to tire,
Through suffering's grip, we'll find our way,
And carve our names where the lost souls lay.
Chained to the shadows, but never to break,
Fueled by the fury, we hunger, we ache,
A vengeance that echoes, a haunting refrain,
In the heart of the storm, we’ll dance in the rain.
With every breath, our spirits soar,
We’ll tear down the lies, we won’t take anymore,
In the ruins of judgment, we’ll stand as one,
Relentless as thunder, the battle begun.
Chains shall fall, like the tyrant’s reign,
The past shall tremble beneath the disdain,
In victory’s arms, we’ll rise to reclaim,
A world free of shackles, no more will we feign.
So let the bells toll for what’s taken away,
From the ashes of sorrow, we’ll forge a new day,
With vengeance as fuel, we will rewrite the fate,
In the fires of freedom, we will elevate.
The chains that once held us will shatter like glass,
A testament fiery, we’ll make our hearts last,
In the annals of history, our story will trace,
The rise of the brave, claiming our space.
Metal
Chains, Pain, Suffering, Anger, Vengeance