In the darkness where shadows dwell,
A broken world, caught in a spell,
Echoes roar, a clash of fate,
Hell's own whispers, sealing our fate.
Through the ashes, we rise again,
Strength ignites in the hearts of men,
As flames consume what was once pure,
Our will unyielding, we will endure.
Burning bridges, the remnants remain,
A tempest swirls within the pain,
Lost in the chaos, but never alone,
Together we’ll rise, reclaim the throne.
Firestorm raging, a tempest divine,
From the ruins, our spirits entwine,
Into the fray, we march with pride,
And with each heartbeat, we shall not hide.
Broken chains, we shatter the night,
With iron resolve, we stand and fight,
Through hell and high water, we stand our ground,
Forged in the fire, our voices resound.
In the heart of the storm, we find our way,
Against the odds, we seize the day,
With strength unbroken, we'll carry on,
In the firestorm’s heart, we are reborn.
So when the darkness brings its cold hand,
Remember the fire where we take our stand,
Together we’ll reign, this anthem we sing,
For in every heart, the firestorm’s a king.
With every clash, we carve our name,
United in battle, igniting the flame,
Though chaos may reign, our legacy's strong,
And through the tempest, we will belong.
Metal
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