In the shadows of the night, a spirit rises high,
Cursed with the burden of a thousand battles, nigh,
Chaos roaring through the streets, where dreams have come to die,
Fueled by the fire of the rage that never runs dry.
Fearless in the face of darkness, we’ll shatter all the chains,
With every strike, we carve our fate, through thunder and through pain.
From the ruins of our past, we will forge our destiny,
A phoenix from the ashes, we’ll become what we must be.
A life of endless struggle, a journey soaked in scars,
Waging war against the silence, we’re the scream among the stars,
With every heartbeat, we defy the whispering of death,
In the chaos, our resolve ignites, a tempest in our breath.
Stand tall, unyielding shadows, no longer bound by fear,
In the dance of blades and blood, the end draws ever near.
Embracing every battle, painting madness on the sky,
With each roar, we leave a mark, a legacy that won’t die.
In the ashes, we find strength, a testament we’ve made,
From the silence comes our symphony, the echoes won’t fade,
No curse can hold the fearless heart, no ruin mark our end,
In the chaos, we'll find solace, together until the end.
So raise your fists in unison, unleash the primal call,
Through the fire and the tempest, we shall rise, we shall not fall.
This life may end in ashes, but our spirit will transcend,
With fearless hearts igniting flames, we claim our story's end.
Metal
Ashes, Curse, Chaos, Rage, Ruin, Fearless, End