In the wake of thunder, the heavens start to weep,
A crash that shatters silence, dragging souls into the deep.
Wrath of the tempest rising, burning like a brand,
A fury within the shadows, a reckoning so grand.
Chains of despair entwine me, as the storm begins to howl,
Each flash of lightning's fury ignites the heart of a howling growl.
Fragments of a shattered dream scatter across the night,
The echoes of forgotten screams drown in the flood of might.
Close your eyes, hear the madness, feel the tremors quake the ground,
The whisper of a lost connection, heartbeats lost but still profound.
Silhouettes of broken lovers dance beneath darkened skies,
In the chaos of this thunder, every heartbeat slowly dies.
Time slips between our fingers like the grains of blackened sand,
Caught within this haunting ruin, we’ll rise and make our stand.
With every clash and clash of fury, let the storm ignite the flame,
We are torn but never shattered, we rise anew from shame.
In the wake of thunder, the soul can finally breathe,
No longer trapped in shadows, we're ready to believe.
From ashes of the past, like phoenixes we soar,
In this tempest of our fury, we'll break down every door.
The thunder may be raging, but we’re forged from fierce desire,
A union of our power, set ablaze by the fire.
Through the storms and through the darkness, we shall find our light,
In the wake of thunder, we reclaim the endless night.
Metal
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