Into the Fire

LEVEL NINE, Cosmograph, Victor Borba

Shadows on battlefields

sighting the ashes fall

 

This fight has no end

When will this fight stop

Time ticking away

test of fate

 

Steel grows cold, the echoes fade away.

Ghostly silence, the war on endless replay

Machines against us, red eyes locked on us hunting down

Standing are us prey beneath the grayed-out skies.

 

the footsteps lost, in shifting sands

Cries make echoes, but no voices land

The field burns red, we take the next step

 

into the fire into the flames

We rise again, we take another stand.

 

But if the path is torn

We carve our fate onward

 

the sky is cracked, but we push on

The light shines guiding us to the battle frontlines

 

So then we march ’til dawn

 

Stand as hope, we are the last command.

 

The Goddess will see all the battles to its end

Blazing fire, air ignite, battle cries ahead

broken skies above, but we stand here once again

 

into the fire into the flames

We rise again, we take another stand.

 

But if the path is torn

We carve our fate onward

 

the sky is cracked, but we push on

The light shines guiding us to the battle frontlines

 

so then we march ’til dawn]

 

the burning flame, now carves my name,

a soul consumed, yet it still stays untamed

no fate to claim, no chains remain

 

into the fire into flames

We rise again, we take another stand.

 

But if the path is torn

We carve our fate onward

 

Through the wreckage, through the fray

We rise again, no guiding light betrays

But if the ground is scarred, we march with fate in hand.

 

The sky is torn, but we march on.

hope shining, showing hints of victory tonight

 

nothing will break us down