In the shadow of oblivion, where the lost souls roam,
A legacy is whispered through the silence of their home.
The night is cloaked in darkness, but the embers still ignite,
With a force that breaks the stillness, igniting the endless fight.
Echoes of the fallen, their battles yet undone,
In the chaos of the silence, we rise and we outrun.
Chains of doubt that bind us, shatter under strain,
In the void of endless night, we dance upon the pain.
Awakened by the shadows, we conjure up the flames,
With each heartbeat a reminder, we’re more than just our names.
The whispers turn to thunder, a storm begins to swell,
In the depths of oblivion, we’re destined for the hell.
Fires burn in silence, illuminating the path,
Through oblivion we carry, the weight of our own wrath.
With every breath united, we’re a force that can’t be tamed,
In the night, we find our purpose, letting go of all the shame.
The dusk will never hold us, we’ll rise beyond the grave,
In the legacy of shadows, it’s our freedom that we crave.
With chaotic hearts as one, we’ll break the chains that bind,
In this silence forged from battles, a new strength we will find.
So let the night consume us, let oblivion take its hold,
For in the depths of silence, our story will be told.
We’ll carve our names in thunder, as long as we have breath,
In the shadow of oblivion, we’ll embrace our steel-wrought death.
With every note of fury, we’ll echo through the years,
A legacy of warriors, defying all our fears.
In the silence of the night, we stand as one, reborn,
Together in the force of darkness, a new dawn will be sworn.
Metal
Legacy, Night, Oblivion, Silence, Force