In shadows deep where silence cries,
A fire burns beneath the lies,
Born from ashes, fueled by pain,
Echoes linger, screams remain.
The void's cradle holds my fate,
In darkness bound, I bide and wait,
Your blackened heart, a twisted throne,
I rise to claim what’s rightfully known.
With each breath, I gather force,
Chasing dreams on a vengeful course,
What’s dead may never rest in peace,
Your chains of fear will never cease.
Revenge, a spark that lights the night,
Through the chaos, I find my might,
You left me lost, a fading shade,
But from the depths, redemption's made.
The specter whispers in my ear,
“Embrace the shadows, conquer fear,”
With iron will and fury's breath,
I find the strength defying death.
Echoes of the past will fade,
As I unmake the masquerade,
The throne of thorns, I shall adorn,
From all the tears, a crown reborn.
In this blackened world, I stake my claim,
With every scream, I feed the flame,
Rising from despair, I’ll never fall,
Entwined in shadows, I answer the call.
The time has come, my heart aligned,
With every breath, I leave behind,
The echoes scream, but I won’t mourn,
For on this throne, my soul is reborn.
As darkness yields and light breaks free,
I hold my throne in victory,
From vengeance born, I stand complete,
In the void of night, I find my peace.
Metal
Revenge, Void, Death, Blackened, Screams, Throne, Force
Metal
Revenge, Void, Death, Blackened, Screams, Throne, Force