In the heart of shadows, where the darkness spills,
A rift divided, echoing the chills,
Embers flicker faintly, casting ghosts of despair,
Driven by the torment, of a soul laid bare.
Eyes aflame with fury, forged in bitter nights,
Desires of the abyssal, burning fierce in blights,
With vengeance as my armor, I march through the storm,
A twisted path of chaos, where the lost are reborn.
I rise from the ashes, the flames fuel my sin,
Where whispers haunt the silence, and demons crawl within,
Crimson skies unfolding, revealing truths unknown,
I crave the sweet redemption, but stand here all alone.
The rift calls my name, a siren's cruel embrace,
Entwined in dark desires, in this desolate place,
A voice breaks through the shadows, taunting me with pain,
The embers of my vengeance, burning bright in the rain.
Dive deeper in the maelstrom, my soul echoes loud,
Awakening the spirits that sleep beneath the shroud,
In the abyss we dance, a ballet of the damned,
Holding tight to the fury, the vengeance I have planned.
But as the night is falling, I see a flickering light,
A glimmer of redemption, breaking through the night,
Across the rift so treacherous, I reach for something real,
Embers of my past now spark a chance to heal.
No longer bound by torment, I break these chains of old,
The rift may be my journey, but it's not where I unfold,
With vengeance now transformed, my spirit starts to rise,
In the heart of this rift, I find my own true skies.
I stand upon the edge, where darkness melts away,
In the rift of vengeance, I find my dawn, my day,
And as the echoes fade, I’ll carry on my fight,
For every ember glows, igniting the light.
Metal
Rift, vengeance, ember, abyssal, torment