Born into a simple life,
A father's love, a hero's light,
But one cold night, the shadows grew,
And took the man he thought he knew.
Twelve years old, his world fell apart,
A bullet tore right through his heart.
Eyes wide open, tears won't stop,
Revenge lit a fire, it burned so hot.
Mama said, "Let it go, let it be,"
But that rage inside wouldn’t set him free.
In his heart, there was no peace,
Justice was a blade he had to release.
Fire in the cold, revenge in his soul,
Lost the boy he used to know.
Chasing shadows in the night,
Looking for a wrong to make it right.
Eighteen shots rang through the air,
Now the silence echoes everywhere.
Fire in the cold, but the warmth never came,
Trying to find his way out of the flame.
Years went by, he hunted down,
The man who stole his father’s crown.
Grief turned into anger's scream,
He lived a life built on shattered dreams.
Pulled the trigger, eighteen times,
But victory was hollow in his mind.
No peace came, just the SWAT at the door,
Now he’s caged by the pain he swore.
Mama said, "It’s not your fight,"
But he couldn’t let go of that night.
Prison walls, they couldn’t hold
The fire burning deep and cold.
Fire in the cold, revenge in his soul,
Lost the boy he used to know.
Chasing shadows in the night,
Looking for a wrong to make it right.
Eighteen shots rang through the air,
Now the silence echoes everywhere.
Fire in the cold, but the warmth never came,
Trying to find his way out of the flame.
Now he’s walking down a different road,
In a city far from what he knows.
Trying to heal, trying to change,
But the scars still call out his name.
Can he fight for the light this time?
Be the man his father left behind?
Redemption waits, just out of reach,
But he’s still searching for his peace.
Fire in the cold, revenge in his soul,
Lost the boy he used to know.
Chasing shadows in the night,
Looking for a wrong to make it right.
Eighteen shots rang through the air,
Now the silence echoes everywhere.
Fire in the cold, but the warmth never came,
Trying to find his way out of the flame.
Fire in the cold, fire in the cold,
Will he find peace before it gets too old?
Fire in the cold, fire in the cold,
Trying to be the hero of the story he told.
Негізгі бет Liam Frost | NebulaRP | Singing by AI
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