In the depths where shadows creep,
A chasm calls, where the lost souls weep,
Tempest raging, skies painted black,
Whispers of chaos echo, never looking back.
Ashen ruins where dreams collide,
In the heart of entropy, I can’t divide,
Fury unleashed like a beast from the night,
A symphony of darkness, ready to fight.
In the eye of the storm, I stand alone,
With a heart made of fire, a heart made of stone,
The echoes of thunder, my battle cry,
As the world disintegrates, watch the ashes fly.
Drowning in madness, can’t seem to breathe,
Yet in this chaos, I will not grieve,
For from the abyss, a phoenix will rise,
Burning bright where the ashen remains lie.
The tempest howls, as rage takes hold,
With every strike, my spirit turns bold,
A chasm wide, where the meanings blur,
I’ll scream my truth as the shadows stir.
With fury igniting the lines of the dead,
Entropy whispers, but I’ll never tread,
For in this chaos, I carve my own fate,
In the chasm of fury, love won’t wait.
At the dawn of a new, relentless age,
I’ll rise from the embers, turn the final page,
In the heart of the storm, I’m forever entwined,
Embracing the darkness, leaving light behind.
So here I stand, on the brink of despair,
In the chasm of fury, I swallow the air,
The tempest may roar, but I hold the flame,
And in the silence that follows, I’ll never be tame.
As the ashes settle, the truth will unfold,
From the fury within, I reclaim my soul.
Metal
Chasm, tempest, fury, entropy, ashen