I stand on the edge of the void,
With a heart that feels like a tremor,
The world around me has ruptured,
Burning bridges, memories shatter.
Whispers echo in my mind,
A storm is brewing, I can’t unwind,
Fury rising like the flames,
I can't escape these haunting names.
Feel the wrath inside me grow,
A fire that refuses to slow,
All the shadows that I’ve chased,
In this darkness, I'm displaced.
The chaos calling, it grips my soul,
As I step closer to losing control,
Empty promises haunt the night,
With every heartbeat, I lose the fight.
Crimson skies and dreams collide,
In this battle, there’s nowhere to hide,
The embers flicker, but they won't die,
From ashes, we’ll soar, we’ll take to the sky.
And though this pain wraps me tight,
I’ll rise again, find the light,
Through the tremors and through the burn,
I’ll reclaim the lessons life has turned.
So here I stand at the edge of the void,
With scars that echo the battles I’ve enjoyed,
Through the rupture, I’ve come alive,
In the end, I’ll thrive, I’ll survive.
Rock
Wrath, rupture, void, tremor, burn