Verse 1 Marble lions stare with hollow eyes, Courts of power scrape the sky. They carved their names in stone and law, But never heard the ones who fall. Beneath the columns, beneath the lies, The wounded gather, the unheard rise. From Potomac tides to city steel, We learned what justice truly means. Pre-Chorus This ground remembers every cry— And tonight, the ground replies. Chorus Daughters of the thunder moon, Rising through the capital’s gloom. Fury carved in truth and flame, We speak justice, not your name. Stand unbroken, stand untamed— Hear our howl across the sky: No tyrant rules, no cruelty stands— When the Black Furies rise. Verse 2 Monuments gleam in borrowed light, Built to honor half the fight. Statues tall with stories clean, Never naming what they mean. But we keep count of every scar, Every silenced voice, every barred door. From Metro tunnels to courtroom halls, We hunt the rot behind the walls. Pre-Chorus They call it order, call it peace— We call it violence on a leash. Chorus Daughters of the thunder moon, Storming through the capital’s gloom. Wings of fury, hearts of flame, We carve our justice in Gaia’s name. Stand unbroken, stand untamed— Hear our vow across the sky: No tyrant rules, no cruelty stands— When the Black Furies rise. Bridge (Quiet → Explosive) Quiet: By riverbanks and candlelight, We learned to guard the fragile night. Not every war is won by claws— Some are won by standing pause. Explosive: But when the line is finally crossed, When mercy’s price becomes too costly, We answer with a voice like steel— The kind of wrath that makes things heal. Breakdown / War Chant From Anacostia to the Mall— We hear the mothers’ warning call! No more silence! No more lies! This is where your power dies! Final Chorus Daughters of the thunder moon, Blazing bright in midnight bloom. Guardians fierce of flesh and land, We break the chains with open hands. Stand unbroken, stand untamed— Hear our howl that never dies: We are the storm this city needs— When the Black Furies rise. Outro When dawn breaks over stone and glass, They’ll say a storm has finally passed. But listen close—beneath the streets, The sisters still keep time and beat. The District stands. The wolves remain. Justice walks… In fury’s name.
