In a chaotic blast where shadows collide,
Screeching solos cut the silence wide,
From the depths of despair, a ruthless attack,
Savage rhythm thrumming, no turning back.
The violent surge rises, a tempest unleashed,
In the echoing void where the darkness is feasted,
In echoes of fury, the demons will play,
Chasing the nightmares that won’t fade away.
Lost in the currents, where hope meets decay,
Driven by thunder in the wildest ballet,
A symphony born from a heartbeat of dread,
With each piercing note, the unsung are led.
The abyss calls out with its haunting embrace,
A world built on chaos, a merciless race,
Now the strings twist tighter, the tempo ascends,
In the chaos, we find where the madness transcends.
Screeching solos thrash out a primal scream,
In this violent surge, we drown in a dream,
A storm worth embracing, no refuge to find,
As the savage rhythm echoes inside of our mind.
Through the piercing darkness, we beckon the flame,
The abyssal sound whispers a powerful name,
In unity forged through the trials we bare,
Together we rise, united in despair.
As the final note fades, and the tempest subsides,
A silence cascades where the fury resides,
Through the chaos we’ve wandered, we won’t be alone,
In the echoing void, we have finally grown.
Metal
Chaotic blast, Screeching solos, Abyssal sound, Ruthless attack, Savage rhythm, Violent surge, Echoing void