Hellscream

[Intro] They whispered my name like a curse on the wind… Hellscream… son of sin… [Verse I] I was born in the shadow of a fallen name A legacy drowned in dishonor and shame They looked at me and saw his crimes A broken bloodline through broken times But I rose from the ashes of what he became Swore I would cleanse every stain from his name Through fire and war, through steel and pride I forged the truth they tried to hide [Pre-Chorus] No fear, no doubt, no compromise Strength alone decides what survives [Chorus] I am the roar of a dying world The banner of rage unfurled Through blood and iron I claim my throne A war I’ll fight alone No mercy, no surrender given Only the will to dominate and conquer living If I must fall, I fall as king— Let them choke on everything [Verse II] They called me tyrant, they called me mad But power is the only truth we’ve ever had Peace is a lie that weak men preach While I take what they’ll never reach I saw an empire carved in flame A future where they’d fear my name Not for cruelty—but for control A unified war, a single soul [Pre-Chorus] The weak will break, the strong will rise This is the law they can’t disguise [Chorus] I am the roar of a dying world The banner of rage unfurled Through blood and iron I claim my throne A war I’ll fight alone No mercy, no surrender given Only the will to dominate and conquer living If I must fall, I fall as king— Let them choke on everything [Bridge] Father… I hear your final cry Not as shame—but battle’s pride You died with honor, blade in hand Now I will make them understand I am not your failure! Not your past! I am the storm that will outlast! Let the world break beneath my reign— I’ll carve my truth in ash and pain! [Breakdown] Iron will—unbent, unbroken Every oath in fury spoken Blood for blood, the cycle turns Watch the world as it burns [Final Chorus] I am the roar of a dying age The fire they could not cage Through blood and iron I take my crown Even as I’m dragged down No gods, no chains, no forgiven sin Only the war that burns within If history dares to speak my name— It will remember flame [Outro] No regret… no retreat… Only the sound… of marching feet…