In the silence where the shadows creep,
I hear the howl of dreams lost deep,
Echoes dancing with the flames,
Burning bright, yet never tamed.
Every surge of the midnight tide,
Rushing hard, it won’t subside,
With grit in my heart, I stand alone,
Fighting the darkness, claiming my throne.
Chorus of the wild, it calls my name,
We’re all players in this ancient game,
Through the fire, I rise, above the fright,
I’m not just surviving, I’m igniting the night.
Whispers linger beneath the stars,
Wounds of the past, still bearing scars,
But in this storm, I’ve found my fight,
I’ll harness the chaos and ignite the night.
Heartbeats pounding, a primal rhythm,
Faced with shadows, I’ll never give in,
With every howl, the beast inside,
Awakens the flames where hope can’t hide.
Chorus of the wild, it calls my name,
We’re all players in this ancient game,
Through the fire, I rise, above the fright,
I’m not just surviving, I’m igniting the night.
As the dawn breaks, the shadows fade,
In the grip of grit, I’m unafraid,
With every breath, I’ll stake my claim,
Forever transformed, never the same.
In the echoes of the night, I find my peace,
The world may tremble, but I’ll never cease,
With a fire in my soul, forever I’ll fight,
Embracing the dawn, I’m igniting the night.
Rock
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