In the silence… the machines still breathe… and the world remembers nothing… I wake where the iron giants sleep, beneath the sky so wide and deep… Broken cities in the earth below, Whispers of a world I’ll never know. Every step through the shattered land, I follow echoes I don’t understand… A name, a voice, a fading flame— Calling me without a face or name. Tell me who we were before… Tell me what we died for… In the echoes of the old world I rise, Through the ashes beneath burning skies. Steel gods fall where the thunder roars, I am the answer they can’t ignore. I am the hunter in the dawn’s first light, Born from silence, forged in the fight. I carry truth like a blade in flame— And nothing will ever be the same. In Horizon… Zero Dawn. Eyes of metal in the forest glow, Hunting secrets buried below. Every ruin is a scar that speaks, Of forgotten gods and shattered peaks. I hear the past in the winds that cry, In the broken towers reaching high… And I won’t stop till the truth is found, Beneath the ash and sacred ground. Every answer pulls me down… Deeper than the lost and drowned… In the echoes of the old world I rise, Through the fire where the silence lies. Steel gods fall where the thunder roars, I am the answer they can’t ignore. I am the shadow, I am the flame, Hunting truth inside a broken name. And nothing will ever be the same— In Horizon… Zero Dawn. They built the end in the shape of dawn… and called it salvation… But I am the fracture… that remembers why it’s gone. In the echoes of the old world I stand, With the future burning in my hands. Machines will fall, and the truth will rise, Like fire breaking into the skies. I am the voice they tried to erase, The last light in a broken place. And I will become what I was born to be— The end of the lie… the key… the free. In Horizon… Zero Dawn. The world remembers… through me…
