In the heart of night, where the darkness breeds,
Shadows dance like phantoms, feeding all our needs.
Fury in the silence, a whisper on the winds,
Forged in ancient battles where the story begins.
Steel against the dawn, the clang of fate draws near,
With every scar and battle cry, we conquer all our fears.
Grit beneath our feet, we rise from ash and stone,
United in defiance, we'll never stand alone.
Chorus of the fallen, sing of those lost to time,
Their embers light the way as we march in steady line.
The fires of rebellion blaze brighter with each heart,
From the shadows we emerge, we will never fall apart.
Every blow endured, every sacrifice we make,
Igniting in our spirits, the wrath they cannot shake.
Through the smoke, we find our path, relentless and insane,
A tempest forged in fury, we embrace the coming rain.
Across the battlefield, where steel meets skin and bone,
The cries of the valiant echo, their legacy our own.
Back into the shadows, we retreat to conjure flames,
A fire borne of fury, igniting dreams with names.
As we march together, our shadows intertwine,
With grit and will, we rise and shine,
No chains will hold us back, no fear will dim our light,
For in the depths of darkness, we’ll become the endless night.
In the blaze of destiny, as the stars align above,
We howl into the tempest, fueled by unyielding love.
So let the shadows whisper, and let the fire roar,
Through fury and through steel, we will fight forevermore.
Metal
shadows, fire, fury, steel, grit