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pyroacetic≠ +3  (crvllly 3-66-7)

»Menschen und Götter, Himmel und Erde«

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The lights are dim, the hour’s late,
The sky folds in, the pulse grows faint.
You stare beyond where I can see,
A breath away from memory.

They say it’s peace, they say “let go,”
But I see fire still below.
The storm behind your weathered eyes,
Still howls against the fading sky.

Don't close the book, don’t end the page,
Don’t give the night your final stage.
You're not a whisper — you're the flame,
And silence doesn’t bear your name.

So rage, rage against the dying,
Let the sky shake with your defying.
Burn your name into the black,
Hold the line, don't take it back.

Go screaming into that dark light,
Like thunder breaking through the night.
They’ll never carve you into stone —
You are the fight, you die alone.

Wise men kneel, and soldiers fall,
But you don’t owe the dusk at all.
You’ve bled through storms, you’ve faced the freeze,
Now howl your name into the breeze.

You are not soft, not built to bend,
You were the blade they couldn’t end.
No gentle night will take your soul,
Not while your hands still clench control.

You taught me strength, you taught me fire,
To never kneel, to never tire.
If this is it — then take your stand,
With bloodied fists and broken hands.

This is not surrender.
This is not peace.
This is the war
That never ceased.

Rage, rage against the dying,
Your breath, a banner flying.
No grave can claim your fight,
No dusk can dim your light.

If this is death, then let it see,
The fire it failed to silence in me.
Go loud, go fierce, go bright, go true —
And I will rage
The same for you.

Do not go gentle…
You never were meant to.

Rage For You

pyroacetic≠ +3 (crvllly 3-66-7)

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