Cry of the Flame

Heavy steps through the darkened haze

The ground is cold, but the fire stays

The sky is silent, my breath runs deep

The scars I carry are mine to keep

Every breath feels heavier, every move is slow

In the shadows, I let the embers glow

This is my call, my burden, my fight

Every step cuts through the endless night

The choices burn, but I’ll never fall

Through the ashes, I’ll rise, I will face it all

Faint whispers echo, pulling me down

The road is broken, the way unwound

But every scar keeps lighting the dark

Through the silence, I carry the spark

Voices fade to murmurs, but the weight is clear

Still, I move through the smoke and fear

This is my call, my burden, my fight

Every step cuts through the endless night

The choices burn, but I’ll never fall

Through the ashes, I’ll rise, I will face it all

The cold bites harder, but my blood still flows

Through the cracks, the smallest ember glows

Let the darkness shatter, let the ground give way

I will stand through the ruin, I will find the day

This is my call, my burden, my fight

Every step cuts through the endless night

The blade may break, but I’ll never fall

Through the silence, I rise, I will claim it all

The echoes fade as the shadows rest

But I remain—still burning, still blessed