Existential Storm

We rise. Staring down the endless night, chasing shadows in my mind. No map, no stars to guide the fight. Just me against the tide. Colonial burns like flames inside. Why am I here? What's the lie? Freedom screams. I won't hide. We forge our path through the abyss, defy the chains, claim the bliss. Existential fire in our fists. We are the storm. We persist. Mirrors crack with hollow eye. Some merry carve the soul's disguise. No gods to kneel, no alibis. I scream my truth to the skies. Doubts collide in raging sea. But I break free. Wild and free. Wild and free. This is my anarchy. We forge our path through the abyss, defy the chains, claim the bliss. Existential fire in our fists. We are the storm. We persist. Nothing's written. Nothing's fate. I build my world. I seal my gate. Rebel heart. Ignite the spark from the nothing. We tear apart. We forge our path through the abyss, defy the chains, claim the bliss. Existential fire in our fists. We are the storm. We persist. We persist. Not tendance. Not tendance. But request. We rise. We rise.