Riding with the Winds of Death

In the shroud of the night, where shadows entwine,

A whispering breeze calls, crossing the line.

With the chill of the void wrapping tight around me,

I ride with the winds of death, wild and free.

Through valleys of silence, where the lost souls play,

I race through the darkness, never led astray.

With echoes of memories that linger and wane,

In the dance of the spirits, I’ll embrace the pain.

Riding with the winds, where the shadows collide,

In the heart of the storm, I’ll never hide.

With each breath I take, I’ll conquer the night,

In the haunting of echoes, I’ll find my light.

As the moon casts a glow on the paths of the damned,

I’ll journey through realms where the fates are unplanned.

With a sword forged from darkness and a heart made of flame,

In the realm of the restless, I’ll stake my claim.

With the weight of the past pressing down on my chest,

I’ll dance with the spirits, their voices my quest.

Through the fires of anguish, I’ll rise from the ash,

In the wind's wild embrace, I’ll shatter the clash.

Riding with the winds, where the shadows collide,

In the heart of the storm, I’ll never hide.

With each breath I take, I’ll conquer the night,

In the haunting of echoes, I’ll find my light.

So let the winds guide me through the depths of despair,

With the pulse of the cosmos, I’ll venture with care.

In the whispers of legends, I’ll carve my own way,

As the winds of death carry me, I’ll seize the day.

Riding with the winds, where the shadows collide,

In the heart of the storm, I’ll never hide.

With each breath I take, I’ll conquer the night,

In the haunting of echoes, I’ll find my light.

As dawn breaks the silence, with the winds at my back,

I’ll ride through the darkness, forging my own track.

In the embrace of the shadows, I’ve learned to be bold,

Riding with the winds of death, my story unfolds.