“The Last Soul Standing”

Ashes on the ground, cities burnin’ in the night,

Zombies lurkin’ in the shadows, I’m prepared for the fight.

World gone cold, every street full of fear,

But redemption in my blood, that’s the reason I’m here.

Concrete cracked, buildings fallin’ in flames,

Sirens long dead, nothing left but remains.

I walk through the silence with my heart as my shield,

Every scar that I carry is the strength I reveal.

I used to drown deep in my sorrow and sins,

Thought the darkness would win, thought my story would end.

But the end of the world gave a chance to restart,

Now survival is my purpose, and it’s healing my heart.

I load up the rifle, I sharpen my blade,

Every night in the shadows, every life that I save.

The living turned monsters, but I won’t run away,

I’ve been fightin’ my demons since my very first day.

Groans in the distance, footsteps draggin’ the ground,

Blood stains on the pavement, bodies all around.

I keep movin’ forward though the night’s full of dread,

If I stop for a second then my soul might be dead.

Redemption ain’t holy, it’s survival through pain,

It’s rebuildin’ your spirit when the world goes insane.

They told me I was worthless, that I’d never stand tall,

Now I’m crushin’ through the chaos, defyin’ it all.

I remember the times I was weak, filled with doubt,

Couldn’t look in the mirror, couldn’t figure me out.

Now the fire in my chest keep the darkness away,

I’m a soldier of the night with no fear in the day.

When the hordes keep comin’, I just tighten my grip,

Every strike, every swing is redemption I sip.

This apocalypse a stage and I’m writin’ my part,

Turnin’ blood into power, turnin’ pain into art.

I don’t pray for tomorrow, I just fight for tonight,

Keep the people beside me safe under the moonlight.

Every breath is a gift, every heartbeat a drum,

In a world overrun, I refuse to go numb.

I was buried in regret, now I rise from the grave,

A survivor in the storm, too determined to cave.

If the dead take the earth, they won’t take what’s inside,

I’m redemption in the flesh, with no reason to hide.

The fire in my spirit is a flame that won’t die,

Even with the world gone and the rivers run dry.

If the sun never rises and the sky stays black,

I’ll keep marchin’ through the ashes, never lookin’ back.

For the broken and the lost, for the ones who remain,

I’ll keep fightin’ through the night, I’ll remember their names.

And if I’m the last soul left to carry this song,

Then redemption is survival, and I’ll keep it life-long.