In the shadow of the lost horizon,
Where secrets dance in dim-lit haze,
A crimson tide of sorrow rises,
In this eternal dusk that fades.
Haunted whispers echo softly,
Through the ruins of wasted years,
In the silence of a silent oath,
A world consumed by buried fears.
Chained to memories that still haunt,
Like phantoms lurking in the night,
But in the depths, my heart will haunt,
This fire inside will ignite.
With every scream, I break the silence,
I face the dawn, I’ll seize the day,
The stories of our fallen silence,
Are etched in blood, they won’t decay.
Rising from the ashes, reborn,
The truth I seek will pierce the veil,
In twilight's glow, I’ll find the scorn,
And shatter lies with a righteous wail.
Lost horizon, carry my soul,
To realms where shadows cease to play,
No more the echo of control,
I’ll forge my path, come what may.
Through haunted whispers, I will stand,
An iron will, unbreakable creed,
Beyond the tide, I’ll make my stand,
Reclaiming what they thought was freed.
In the twilight, I hear the call,
The buried truth will rise again,
With every breath, I’ll break the walls,
And end this cycle of aching pain.
In the end, when darkness fades,
I’ll find my peace beyond the veil,
The haunted whispers turn to shades,
As I walk forth, beyond the trail.
Metal
Lost horizon, Crimson tide, Silent oath, Haunted whispers, Wasted years, Eternal dusk, Buried truth
Metal
Lost horizon, Crimson tide, Silent oath, Haunted whispers, Wasted years, Eternal dusk, Buried truth