In a Prism Crash, where shadows scream,
We wander through a world torn at the seam,
A dance of chaos, in colors that bleed,
With Glimmered Fury, mind’s venomous seed.
The night ignites, with every shattered stone,
A Rusted Riff echoes, haunting and alone,
Beneath the surface, desires collide,
In the storm of existence, there’s nowhere to hide.
Chains of thunder wrapped around my soul,
Raw and electric, the tempest takes its toll,
With every heartbeat, a battle to fight,
As the Stormed Soul rises, demanding the light.
The ashes whisper, tales of the lost,
Through Echoed Fire, we pay the cost,
In the wreckage, we build from decay,
Crafting our future from yesterday’s fray.
Together we stand, as giants we roar,
Embers of hope blazed out of the war,
In the echoes of fury, we find our refrain,
The spirits of chaos dance wild in the rain.
Now as the sunlight creeps back into the dark,
Revelation blooms where once there was a spark,
With the weight of the battle clutched tight in our fists,
We forge our redemption from the ashes of mist.
In fragments of light, we rise from the scars,
Bound by the fire that ignited our stars,
The journey is endless, in power we trust,
We’ll sail through the chaos, transform it to dust.
Metal
Prism Crash, Glimmered Fury, Rusted Riff, Stormed Soul, Echoed Fire
Metal
Prism Crash, Glimmered Fury, Rusted Riff, Stormed Soul, Echoed Fire