Ashen Rebirth

In the twilight of a dying flame,

Whispers call me by my name.

Scattered embers on the coldest ground,

Lost in silence, lost, unbound.

Through the ruins, through the night,

Fallen wings embrace the blight.

A hollow breath, a shattered past,

Buried deep but built to last.

Ashes dance where sorrow sleeps,

Through the void, my shadow weeps.

Yet within the cinders" glow,

A fate unknown begins to grow.

From the dust, from the grave,

I rise anew, the storm enslaved.

Through the fire, through the pain,

Born again in endless flame.

Crimson skies, the dawn betrayed,

Echoes of the ghosts I made.

Still I wander, torn and weak,

Yet the light within me speaks.

Ashes dance where sorrow sleeps,

Through the void, my shadow weeps.

Yet within the cinders" glow,

A fate unknown begins to grow.

From the dust, from the grave,

I rise anew, the storm enslaved.

Through the fire, through the pain,

Born again in endless flame.

Through the ruins, I remain,

Bound to sorrow, bound to flame.

Will I burn or will I soar?

Or fade away forevermore?

From the dust, from the grave,

I rise anew, the storm enslaved.

Through the fire, through the pain,

Born again in endless flame.

Cinders whisper, shadows call,

Yet from the dark, I rise through all...