In the depths where shadows dwell,
A kingdom forged in sorrow's spell,
Winds of chaos, they howl and chant,
In a land where sanity can't recant.
The ruins echo with a bitter scream,
A shattered hope, a fractured dream,
Once a throne where glory sang,
Now a grave where the darkened clang.
Feel the surge of anguish rise,
With every whisper, the tempest flies,
Infernal fires burn through the night,
Wrath of the fallen, ready to fight.
Crimson rivers bleed through fate,
Bound by shackles of our hate,
An ash-filled sky, the truth now raw,
In the grip of despair, a primal law.
Beneath the wreckage, hatred’s seed,
A harvest sown from every greed,
Watch the walls collapse, as shadows fall,
A monument built on the lie of it all.
Feel the surge, let the fury reign,
In the chaos, embrace the pain,
From the ashes, rise up and stand,
In the infernal grip, we’ll take command.
A heart once golden, now rusted and cold,
Fueling our vengeance, relentless and bold,
With every step, let the darkness unfurl,
Together we march, to ruin the world.
Now hear the call echo through the gloom,
A testament born from the ashes of doom,
The moment has come to ignite the clash,
With every heartbeat, we shatter and crash.
So raise your voice, through the pain and the strife,
We'll reclaim our destiny, reclaim our life,
From the shattered ruins, we break the chain,
In the wrath of the inferno, we reign once again.
Metal
Infernal, ruinous, wrath, shattered, surge