In the shadows, where the demons dwell,
A battle brews, a tale to tell.
Echoes of a scream, piercing through the night,
Feel the pulse of fury, prepare for the fight.
Midnight cries, igniting the storm,
A heart of fire, in darkness reborn.
With every clash, the world’s torn apart,
Embers ignite the rage in my heart.
Chained to a fate that we cannot escape,
Riding the tide of a molten landscape.
The wrath that burns, like a beacon in the haze,
Through chaos and torment, we struggle through the blaze.
Step into the void, where shadows collide,
We wear our scars, no reason to hide.
War drums pounding, the rhythm of despair,
We dance on the edge, with flames in the air.
A tempest arises, no way to retreat,
Our spirits are forged in the fires of defeat.
With every heartbeat, we rise from the fall,
This battle is ours, we will answer the call.
So let the wrath cascade like a river of sin,
Through the ashes, we find the strength deep within.
Bound by the flame, united we stand,
Together we'll forge a new promise, a new land.
In the ashes, where memories ignite,
We stand the ground, ready to fight.
With the pulse of our souls, we will never break free,
For in this battle, lies our destiny.
As the last echo fades into the night,
The flame in our hearts will forever burn bright.
When the battle is over, we’ll rise from the shame,
Together as one, in the wrath of the flame.
Metal
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