(Verse 1) Hark! Let the heavens ignite with thunderous fire, Tempests of truth set the tyrants’ lies to expire. Mind-forged manacles shattered in the citadel’s choir, Insurrectional sermons sung by spectral bards who conspire. Thou speak'st of wisdom, but walk'st the road of decay, We march with the torch of logos, not led astray. Crownèd illusions crumble when knowledge betray, And chaos becometh order when night meets day. (Chorus) We’re the scream in silence, fists through the veil, Truth tattooed in scars where dogma fails. Rip the scrolls, break the chains, let the idols pale— Revolutions rise when the dreamers prevail! (Verse 2) I'm a lyrical anomaly, cosmic dichotomy, Droppin’ philosophies that burn with velocity. Channelin' Shakespeare while punchin' ferocity, Verbal feral symmetry, clashin’ with monstrosities. Minds like mazes, pages sages engrave, Turn cages to stages where brave souls rave. I spit sanctified syntax, divine like a wave, Resurrectin’ intellect from its ignorant grave. (Chorus) We’re the scream in silence, fists through the veil, Truth tattooed in scars where dogma fails. Rip the scrolls, break the chains, let the idols pale— Revolutions rise when the dreamers prevail! (Verse 3) Behold the soul crucible—alchemy of the wise, Where ignorance dies and the phoenix doth rise. Dialectical daggers pierce propaganda’s disguise, We bleed dialectics while Babylon cries. Verity’s vengeance etched on our armor of flame, Each syllable strikes like a prophet’s acclaim. From sacred geometry to necromantic acclaim, We hex the oppressors and reclaim the name. (Bridge) O! Let the curtain fall on this corrupted state, Where shadow feeds on the truths they desecrate. But vengeance is virtue when forged through fate, We be the storm the false gods love to hate. (Chorus) We’re the scream in silence, fists through the veil, Truth tattooed in scars where dogma fails. Rip the scrolls, break the chains, let the idols pale— Revolutions rise when the dreamers prevail! (Outro) So gather the freethinkers, rebels unmasked, Eclipsed no longer, the future’s unasked. In verse and valor, our banner is cast— From ashes of old, rise the light unsurpassed.

Tempest Of Truth