[Intro]
Thunder hammers Blackthorne Gate, sparks spit on the stones,
A single torch, a broken sigil — the night reclaims our bones.
Whispers coil like ash, the wind a razor-sung reprise,
We stand where ruin gathers — Eternal Fury, we rise.
[Verse 1]
By the fallen bell of Harrow’s Keep I swore a jagged oath,
Mara of the iron hand, with a map sketched in blood and loath.
Banners torn to ribbons, the moon a copper coin on high,
I forged an oath on rust and bone beneath the ash-streaked sky.
[Pre-Chorus]
Hear the gears of the city grind — a heartbeat turned to steel,
Edge against the silence, the truth we’ll make them feel.
Step by step the shadows break, the smoke becomes our guide,
We feed the flame with every doubt, we will not be denied.
[Chorus]
Eternal Fury, we rise — fists clinched to split the night,
Iron-laced conviction, eyes burning with the light.
From Blackthorne’s deepest hollows to the towers of the divine,
We scream our name into the storm — Eternal Fury, we rise.
[Verse 2]
They kept the Obsidian Blade beneath a vault of bone,
Carved with names of those who bowed, a crown on someone’s throne.
We took it from the silence, cold and humming like a hive,
Now it sings a savage hymn and wakes the ghosts alive.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Razor winds cut the doubt away, our shadows grow like tide,
Each fallen friend a lantern lit, a vow we will not hide.
The city breathes, the chains unwind, a metal hymn complies,
We push the world from where it stands — the old order dies.
[Chorus 2]
Eternal Fury, we rise — now we take the crown of flame,
We spit upon their sentences and scorch the names of shame.
This is the hour we reclaim, beneath thunder’s furious cries,
We carve our mark on history’s face — Eternal Fury, we rise.
[Guitar Solo / Breakdown]
(Palm-muted riff drives, drums like hammers — stomp, claw, collide)
(Solo soars: twin leads harmonize, bending into a howl)
[Bridge]
Lightning in our palms, we sever fate’s last chain,
One last breath, then rise again through iron and through rain.
Silver ash becomes our banner; every wound is a sign,
We stitch our hearts to legend with a seam of sharpened mind.
[Final Chorus]
Eternal Fury, we rise — flame baptizes the skies,
No mercy for the hollow throne, no peace for crafted lies.
From bone and rust and midnight oath, our chorus multiplies,
We claim the dawn with thunder’s cry — Eternal Fury, we rise.
[Outro]
The bell falls silent, but the embers write our names,
In the hush the city trembles — nothing will be the same.
A single torch still guttering, but through smoke the truth replies:
Not gone, not broken — Eternal Fury, we rise.
