[Verse 1] I’ve seen the edges of the burning black, Where the star screams low and the sky pulls back. Pyro’s not a system — it’s a vow you break, A hungry void that knows every step you take. Ruin Station hums like a dying prayer, Outlaws whisper bets on who won’t leave there. [Pre-Chorus] And the flares rise red like a warning sign, The light bends strange at the system’s spine. Traveler, listen close, don’t mistake the shine— In Pyro, nothing’s free and nothing’s kind. [Chorus] Pyro will take your soul, Burn you down to smoke and coal. You think you’re in control— But the star decides the toll. Drifters fall like ghosts in flight, Lost to storm and endless night. Pyro will take your soul… If you chase that cursed light. [Verse 2] Rocks drift silent where the wrecks still bleed, Names long swallowed by the ash and greed. Gangs carve kingdoms out of broken steel, They smile sharp but their mercy isn’t real. Hear the embers moan through the shattered hulls, A graveyard choir made of burned-out souls. [Pre-Chorus] And the flares rise red like a broken vow, The heat twists truth till you can’t tell how. If you feel it calling you even now— Turn back, traveler… while fate allows. [Chorus] Pyro will take your soul, Burn you down to smoke and coal. You think you’re in control— But the star decides the toll. Drifters fall like ghosts in flight, Lost to storm and endless night. Pyro will take your soul… If you chase that cursed light. [Outro] So raise your glass to the ones who tried, Who followed Pyro’s fire till the fire lied. If you hear it whisper from the void outside— Remember: every flame has a darker side. And Pyro… Pyro takes its due.
