As the shadows shift and quake,
My heart ignites, but I can’t wake.
In this silence, whispers burn,
The lessons lost, but never learned.
See the towers that we built,
Crumbling down, stained with guilt.
Every clash of heart and mind,
Leaves a scar that’s hard to find.
Through the scorn, I’ll rise anew,
From the ashes, I’ll break through.
In the fire where dreams collide,
I’ll find the strength I seek inside.
But the echoes scream my name,
In this battlefield of shame.
While the flames consume the night,
I’ll gather shadows, shun the light.
Let the ruin wash away,
All the doubts I used to say.
In the wreckage of my fate,
I’ll find the truth that won’t abate.
Through this storm, I’ll stand my ground,
In this chaos, peace is found.
With every quake, I feel the thrill,
Against the odds, I’ll bend but still.
So here’s to battles fought and won,
To the scars that say I’ve run.
With every clash, a lesson learned,
From the darkness, I have burned.
Through the scorn and through the pain,
In this life, I’ll stake my claim.
As the echoes fade away,
I stand tall, my heart at bay.
In the end, I'll face the truth,
I won't be crushed or left aloof.
With fire in my soul to guide,
I’ll embrace the flames inside.
Rock
Scorn, ruin, quake, burn, clash