In the shadows where the serpent lies,
Twisting whispers, a fate disguised,
Through the flames of a silent scream,
A broken promise, a shattered dream.
Thorns arise from the ashes below,
Each thorn a memory, each cut a woe,
Wandering souls in this cruel expanse,
Fates entwined in a deadly dance.
Drowning in an ocean of despair,
Exile’s grip chokes the air,
Consumed by anger, the world turns gray,
Havoc reigns where shadows play.
Inferno's breath scorches the ground,
In this abyss, no hope is found,
A chorus of screams, lost in the night,
Fighting the darkness, embracing the fight.
With every heartbeat, the serpent smiles,
Luring the weak through devious guiles,
A march of the damned, a relentless wave,
In this desolation, we learn to be brave.
But from the wreckage, seeds of revolt,
Rise from the ruins, ignite with a jolt,
No longer broken, we stand and scream,
We’ll carve our own fate, we’ll shatter the dream.
Havoc, the fire that burns deep inside,
No chains can bind us, no more we’ll hide,
Against the serpent and all it has wrought,
In our own power, we find what we sought.
As the inferno towers, we march on unbowed,
A legion of voices, we rise from the crowd,
With thorns as our armor, we’ll challenge the strife,
In the chaos of battle, we reclaim our life.
Through the echoes of anguish, we’ll break the spell,
In the realm of the fallen, together we dwell,
With hearts forged in fire, we’ll vanquish the past,
In the depths of the inferno, our shadows are cast.
Hand in hand, we stand tall and free,
No longer in exile, our spirits decree,
In the heart of the chaos, we’ll summon the dawn,
From Havoc to triumph, together we're strong.
Metal
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