In the heart of the storm, when the darkness breaks,
A fury ignites, and the earth shakes.
Shadows are dancing, a macabre ballet,
While destruction whispers, beckoning decay.
Rage builds like fire, consuming the night,
Thunder's voice roaring, it holds us tight.
Lightning strikes down, with a piercing glare,
Awakening echoes of a long-lost prayer.
In the chaos, we'll rise, unyielding, unbound,
With the weight of our anger, we’ll tear through the ground.
A symphony written in ashes and bones,
United in hatred, we’ll reclaim what’s ours.
Fate has conspired, but we’ll forge our chains,
Stand tall in the wreckage, embrace all the pain.
We’ll march through the shadows, relentless and bold,
Warriors of thunder, our legacy told.
Once the calm follows after the heat,
We’ll cradle the embers, feel the pulse of the beat.
With shadows behind us, and fury refined,
We’ll weave through destruction, our spirits entwined.
So let the thunder echo, let the world shatter,
In the symphony of chaos, we scream— it matters.
Through flames and the fury, we’ll rise from the dust,
Bound by shadows and thunder, in metal we trust.
In this final embrace, we surrender our fight,
To the echoes of thunder, we take our last flight.
Metal
Rage, Fury, Thunder, Shadows, Destruction