In the shadow of the night, where the warriors tread,
Steel clashing, hearts racing, hear the cries of the dead.
The battle drums are pounding, echoing through the sky,
With every scar and every wound, we rise, we will not die.
Through the ashes, we are forged, unyielding in our fight,
From the depths of our despair, we become the blazing light.
With fire in our veins, we stand against the storm,
Bound by a fierce resolve, our spirits shall transform.
Chasing legacies of honor, igniting souls with rage,
In the fires of devotion, we break free from our cage.
No chains can hold us down, our will is made of steel,
In the heart of our revenge, the flames ignite, we heal.
Screams of fury, an anthem, in the chaos we prevail,
Together we will rise again, let the truth unveil.
The ashes of our fallen friends will fuel our endless quest,
In the wildest of the battles, we shall find our final rest.
With unbroken strength we charge, as shadows twist and wane,
Through the tempest and the wrath, we greet our love in pain.
A brotherhood unshaken, as we march into the light,
In the echoes of the night, we conquer and unite.
Our souls are intertwined, like the steel beneath our hand,
Through the fire and the fury, together we will stand.
In the ashes of the reckoning, where the past becomes our fate,
We rise from what we've been, unbroken by the hate.
In the end, we find the peace that the battle could not yield,
Forged in flames of fury, in our hearts, the scars are healed.
And as the echoes fade away, we leave our marks behind,
With every flame extinguished, our legacy defined.
Metal
battle, wrath, unbroken, steel, flames