Rising in Violet Flame

Through the dark, I chase the dawn. Burning bright, though hope is

gone. Shadows whisper, calling near. I breathe in fire,

swallow fear. Fate will never chain my name. I'll rise

again in violet flame. Ashes fall but I remain unbroken.

Wild, alive, untamed! The wind howls sharp,

it cuts my face. But I stand firm, I hold my

place. The storm might break, the ground might quake.

Yet this fierce heart will never shake. Every scar,