In the shadows where the wild winds sigh,
A monolith rises, reaching high,
Beneath the twilight, its cold eyes gleam,
Ashes of the ancient, lost in a dream.
Chasing the lightning, we dance in the storm,
Under the sky, where the shadows are born,
Embers of vengeance ignite in our veins,
We shatter the silence, unloose our chains.
Wrath of the heavens, it echoes our name,
Our spirits aflame, we embrace the insane,
Through the chaos we wander, no fear in our hearts,
Together we burn, as the darkness departs.
In the pulse of the night, hear the thunderous roar,
The tempest will cleanse us, forever we soar,
As flames lick the ruins, we rise from the fall,
The pyre ignites, serving justice to all.
Lost in the maelstrom, we’ll forge our fate,
With every heartbeat, we’ll challenge the hate,
Underneath starlit skies, our fury ignites,
The monolith trembles, yielding to our fight.
Twilight encircles, weaving shadows of grace,
But echoing within us is the sacred place,
No chains can bind dreams that refuse to be still,
To reignite hope, through the tempest we will.
And when the night fades, revealing the dawn,
The pyre of the tempest, we’ll carry it on,
With wrath as our ally, we'll conquer the night,
Together in ashes, we rise to the light.
As the echoes linger, our legacy stays,
In the heart of the storm, where the fire displays,
We are the fury, the silence must say,
From the pyre of the tempest, we’ll forge our way.
Metal
Pyre, tempest, twilight, monolith, wrath