Survivor’s Anthem / Survivor's Cry I stand in the silence, the air feels so thin, A blank page before me, a war raging in. Echoes of failure, like thunder they roar, My mind’s a storm, restless at its core. The world keeps on fighting, the war never ends, I’m locked in this battle, where darkness descends. The scent of beings, burns through the night, A spark of defiance, in the darkest of light. They fight to survive, and so do I, With this sword in my hand, I will never die! I dream of a story to break from these chains, My voice falters, caught in the pain. 'Not enough,' I hear, 'just throw it away,' But my heart beats louder, it refuses to obey! The world marches forward, in endless quest, I’ll stand my ground; in the storm I’ll rest! The scent of beings, burns through the night, A surge of defiance, igniting the fight. They fight to survive, and so do I, With this sword in my hand, I will never die! I hold every moment, though the path is unclear, For a shot at the unknown, I’ll face my own fear. The cracks may break me, the world may fall, But the fire inside me will conquer it all! The scent of beings, burns through the night, A wave of defiance, roaring with might. They fight to survive, and so do I, With power in my heart, I will never die! I’ll write the story, flawed yet true, A mirror of battles that many fought through. The world hums a song, I’ll join the refrain, A survivor’s anthem, born from the pain!
Survivor’s Anthem / Survivor's Cry
I stand in the silence, the air feels so thin,
A blank page before me, a war raging in.
Echoes of failure, like thunder they roar,
My mind’s a storm, restless at its core.
The world keeps on fighting, the war never ends,
I’m locked in this battle, where darkness descends.
The scent of beings, burns through the night,
A spark of defiance, in the darkest of light.
They fight to survive, and so do I,
With this sword in my hand, I will never die!
I dream of a story to break from these chains,
My voice falters, caught in the pain.
'Not enough,' I hear, 'just throw it away,'
But my heart beats louder, it refuses to obey!
The world marches forward, in endless quest,
I’ll stand my ground; in the storm I’ll rest!
The scent of beings, burns through the night,
A surge of defiance, igniting the fight.
They fight to survive, and so do I,
With this sword in my hand, I will never die!
I hold every moment, though the path is unclear,
For a shot at the unknown, I’ll face my own fear.
The cracks may break me, the world may fall,
But the fire inside me will conquer it all!
The scent of beings, burns through the night,
A wave of defiance, roaring with might.
They fight to survive, and so do I,
With power in my heart, I will never die!
I’ll write the story, flawed yet true,
A mirror of battles that many fought through.
The world hums a song, I’ll join the refrain,
A survivor’s anthem, born from the pain!