Fading Echoes

The room is quiet, the fire is dead,Just heavy echoes spinning in my head.The mirror shows a stranger's face,A ghost still trapped in this empty space.I hold my breath, I close my eyes,Waiting for the morning sun to rise.But the silence feels so loud tonight,As I'm reaching out for a fading light.The tension grows, it breaks the skin,Let the heavy storm begin!Break the chains and feel the spark,We are the fire screaming in the dark!No more shadows turning into gray,We wash the ashes of the past away!Hear the echo, hear the sound,We won't let them drag us down!The clock is ticking, the walls align,I’m running out of stolen time.The guitar bleeds a heavy chord,A silent plea, a broken word.But through the static, I hear a voice,It tells me that I still have a choice.But the silence feels so loud tonight,As I'm reaching out for a fading light.The tension grows, it breaks the skin,Let the heavy storm begin!Break the chains and feel the spark,We are the fire screaming in the dark!No more shadows turning into gray,We wash the ashes of the past away!Hear the echo, hear the sound,We won't let them drag us down!We fell so hard, we hit the floor,But we won't hide behind the door anymore!From the wreckage, we will rise,With the thunder in our eyes!Break the chains and feel the spark,We are the fire screaming in the dark!No more shadows turning into gray,We wash the ashes of the past away!Hear the echo, hear the sound,We won't let them drag us down!Just fading echoes...We find our light.