Echoes of Zaun

Echoes of Zaun

City of metal, city of dust,
Where the broken rise and the strong turn to rust.
Smoke in my lungs, fire in my veins,
A kingdom divided by fortune and pain.

We were born in the dark, we were forged in the fight,
Clawing at fate just to stand in the light.
Chains on our hearts, but we still dream,
Nothing is ever as it seems.

We are the echoes, the ghosts of the past,
Falling like embers, burning too fast.
Torn between power, love, and the fight,
Who will survive at the end of the night?

Sisters divided, brothers in war,
What are we fighting for anymore?
Monsters and heroes share the same name,
And history turns, but the wounds still remain.

We were born in the dark, we were forged in the fight,
Clawing at fate just to stand in the light.
Chains on our hearts, but we still dream,
Nothing is ever as it seems.

We are the echoes, the ghosts of the past,
Falling like embers, burning too fast.
Torn between power, love, and the fight,
Who will survive at the end of the night?

Let the towers fall, let the sky ignite,
We are the storm, we are the fight.
Even in ruin, even in pain,
The streets will remember our names.

We are the echoes, the ghosts of the past,
Falling like embers, burning too fast.
Torn between power, love, and the fight,
Who will survive at the end of the night?