Borders got soft, the truth got sold, Cities crumble, blood runs cold. Vengeance be had, eye for an eye, Progress whispered its last goodbye. Empty towers, dead machines, Promises built on frozen dreams. Borders blurred, control decayed, The price of comfort now repaid. No law stands, no warning sign, Just muscle, will, and sharpened spine. Primal wrath, the old ways rise, Beneath the smoke of shattered skies. The strong endure, the weak obey, Survival crowned in disarray. You brought the war to our front doors, Now feel the storm you can’t ignore! Concrete jungles split and fade, Steel to stone, the debt unpaid. No screen, no code, no gods to trust, Just blood and grit and primal dust. The rulers fell by their own command, Their golden tongues turned to blackened sand. Now blood runs through broken streets, Fire and famine as history repeats. Primal wrath, the hunt begun, Empires crack beneath the sun. No savior left, no crown to claim, Just mankind learning pain again. Back to the cave, the blade, the flame, Every face looks just the same. The meek retreat, the bold reclaim, The earth reborn in ash and shame. The lights are gone, but fire remains, The primal call runs through our veins. When order dies and walls collapse, All that’s left is primal wrath.
