In the heart of the night where the shadows creep,
The gravel beneath my feet, it whispers secrets deep.
I inhale the chaos, feel the rush of the thrill,
With every roar of thunder, I'm alive, I feel.
Spinning wheels on edges, watch the sparks ignite,
Sliding through the darkness, I’m searching for the light.
The chasm calls my name, tempting me to dive,
With a thrust of pure ambition, it’s my time to rise.
I chase the winds of nightwrath, I’m ready for the fall,
A symphony of power, I am the siren's call.
Through the flickerstorm, I roam the broken path,
In the eye of the tempest, there’s beauty in the wrath.
Crimson skies above me, like a battlefield of stars,
In this reckless dance, I wear my battle scars.
I’ll skid through the silence, break the chains that bind,
Embracing every heartbeat, alive in every grind.
As the echoes linger, I’m the flame that won’t die,
Through the whispered shadows, I’ll learn how to fly.
With each turn and twist, I defy the mundane,
In the arena of life, every struggle’s not in vain.
So let the flickerstorm rage, let it burn through the night,
With every clash of thunder, I will stand up and fight.
In this chaos I discover, I’ll pave my own way,
For in the heart of the darkness, I’ll forever stay.
We rise from the ashes, no fear of the cost,
In this wild adventure, nothing’s ever lost.
Together we’ll stand strong, through every storm we face,
In the flickerstorm of life, we’ll find our rightful place.
Rock
Flickerstorm, Gravel, Skid, Chasm, Thrust, Nightwrath