I’m burning in the twilight,
A world gone cold but I’m alive,
Feel the tremors deep inside me,
Fractures in the surface, I strive.
Echoes of a past ignited,
A heart that’s scorched and tore apart,
Rage is a storm that’s uninvited,
Crashing waves against my heart.
(Oh) The shadows creeping closer,
(Yeah) A ghost that won't let go,
Haunting memories play in circles,
Every scar, a tale of woe.
Blistered hands wrapped tight in anger,
Fighting battles with no end,
Louder than the voices calling,
A madness I cannot pretend.
(Oh) The scars scream like an anthem,
(Yeah) A battle cry for the lost,
With each step I feel the fracture,
I’ll break through at any cost.
The flames rise higher, a raging fury,
Transforming pain into my flame,
I'll wear these ashes like a trophy,
Through the wreckage, I remain.
(Oh) Shadows whisper, trying to bind me,
(Yeah) With every ghost that drags me down,
But I’ll rise from the embers,
Reclaiming my crown.
So here's to the scars that have shaped me,
To the fire that brought me alive,
I’ll stand tall through the crashing,
With the haunt of my pain, I’ll thrive.
In the end, I’ll break the silence,
Out of darkness, I will climb,
Haunted by the flames forever,
But I’ll turn my rage into sublime.
Rock
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