lyric

In the arena of silence, his figure arrives,
A king without a crown where the fear survives.
His shadow’s a curtain that veils the end,
Every step he takes is a judgment to send.

His mane is the night, his gaze is a blade,
The wind whispers his name, a dark serenade.
A roar in the distance declares his might,
He seeks no glory, just the thrill of the fight.

He’s the roar in the shadows, the echo of gloom,
A fire that devours, consuming the room.
In the dance of chaos, he leads the way,
An untamed lion in the dark’s ballet.

No chains can bind his relentless force,
The fight is his temple, his voice is the source.
Every strike he delivers, a thunderous fall,
The ground trembles, the world hears his call.

His rivals face him with a subtle dread,
A phantom prowling, a predator fed.
No mercy dwells in his kingdom of fright,
The lion in shadows is pure might.

He’s the roar in the shadows, the echo of gloom,
A fire that devours, consuming the room.
In the dance of chaos, he leads the way,
An untamed lion in the dark’s ballet.

The stars dim as he begins his stride,
Time shatters, leaving nothing to hide.
He’s the verdict in flesh, the end of ideals,
An unstoppable force, his roar reveals.

He’s the roar in the shadows, the echo of gloom,
A fire that devours, consuming the room.
In the dance of chaos, he leads the way,
An untamed lion in the dark’s ballet.

When silence takes over and mercy is gone,
The roar in the shadows is the only song.
A lion unbounded, a soul without rest,
In his shadowy kingdom, no light is confessed.