In the shadows, where the venom bleeds,
Wrathful hearts ignite the darkest seeds,
Crimson skies cry out, no salvation found,
In the ashes of the brave, the lost are bound.
Whispered echoes of a shattered dream,
A restless soul lost in the silent scream,
From the depths, I rise, embrace the fire,
Bound by the chains of an unspoken desire.
Screams of silence clawing at my mind,
With every step, I’m leaving them behind,
Through the cinders, I’ll carve my path anew,
A legacy forged in the battles I pursue.
As I soar through the tempest, my wings unfold,
Embracing the fury of legends untold,
An ascent from the ruins, the fallen will stand,
Empowered by the scars that define this land.
In a world where the shadows seek to control,
I’ll shatter the silence, reclaim my soul,
With the venom in my veins, I will not cower,
For every cinder glows with unyielding power.
Through the storm, I’ll rise above the fray,
Defying the darkness, I’ll seize the day,
In the wrath of the night, my spirit will roam,
Forged from the cinders, I am finally home.
The dawn breaks anew with a fiery glow,
Embers of rage, in the light they’ll show,
With my heart set ablaze, I’ll face what’s to come,
With cinders behind, I embrace my kingdom.
Metal
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