[Intro] In the trenches of the skull, where shadows never sleep, A silent war is raging deep— I raise my broken sword and vow: This darkness will not conquer me. [Verse 1] Born into the velvet black, whispers chained my light, They wore my face, they knew my name, and fed on every dying fight. I’ve wandered halls of regret where mirrors scream my sins, Watched hope dissolve like ashes while the “what ifs” closed me in. The darkness hums a lullaby, promising sweet release, But something wild inside my chest still burns for war, not peace. [Chorus] This is the war against the darkness of the mind! Every breath a bayonet, every heartbeat battle cry! I’ll carve my name in lightning through the storm inside, No grave for my tomorrow—I was born to fight! Through trenches of the psyche, through the fog of endless night, I raise the blade of who I am against the lies I’m not. Let the shadows come in legions—I will not be overcome. I am the war. I am the light. [Verse 2] I’ve slain the demon “Never Enough,” only for its twin to rise, “You Should Have Been So Much More” staring through my eyes. Anxiety shells my spirit, depression digs the graves, While memories burn like funeral pyres of every road not taken. Yet in the mud and blood I feel an ancient fire stir— The blood of those who bent but never broke walks with me here. [Verse 3] Now I charge into the deepest void, where the oldest demons breed, Where forgotten selves lie bleeding and the wounded ego screams. I do not fight for silence—I fight to claim my name, To turn these chains of sorrow into weapons and a flame. The darkness taught me how to see when all the stars had died, It showed me strength is born in pain and courage lives inside. No longer running from the black, I look it in the eye— Together we are forging something even gods would glorify.[Bridge] When the night becomes absolute and hope deserts the field, I touch the wound, I face the dark, and to its face I yield no yield. You are not my master—you are the forge that made me strong. Every tear you ripped from me became the river of my song. I am the general, the soldier, and the shield. [Final Chorus] This is the war against the darkness of the mind! Every scar a medal, every fall rewrites the line. I’ll fight until these ruins birth a new world from the ash, I am the dawn persisting, I am the lightning flash. Let the void scream its loudest, let it wear my every fear— I was born inside the battle… and I’m still here. [Outro] In the trenches of the skull, where the final shadows fall, I greet the coming morning— I am the war. I am the light. I rise.
