In the heart of the raging storm,
Chaos whispers the battle's lore,
With bone-crushing thunder, my spirit's torn,
In the eye of the tempest, I hear them roar.
Chasing shadows at infernal speed,
The skies ignite with a heart's lament,
Roaring depths, where the lost souls bleed,
A symphony of despair, an echo's torment.
Through shattered echoes of war-torn cries,
Where the fallen gods, through ash, still weep,
An endless battle beneath the darkened skies,
With every heartbeat, the promise we keep.
Unholy flames rise from the sacred ground,
Men become shadows, lost in the fight,
With every collision, a fate unbound,
In the dance of destruction, we embrace the night.
As the ground quakes with the fury unleashed,
Together we'll stand, as the world breaks down,
In this fierce struggle, our hopes are released,
With swords held high, we claim our crown.
Through the tempest of pain and the war's cruel plight,
In a whisper of chaos, we find our way home,
Amidst shattered echoes, we'll shatter the night,
For this battle's ours; we are never alone.
In the storm’s eye, we rise from the ash,
With the strength of the fallen, we hear the last blast,
What was lost has returned, like a phoenix in flight,
In the fury unleashed, we forge our own light.
Metal
Raging storm, Bone-crushing, Infernal speed, Roaring depths, Shattered echoes, War-torn cries, Endless battle