Wrath of Heaven - Silent Storms Lyrics

In shadows deep where whispers dwell,
A tale of pain, a tale to tell,
Of women forged in fire and strife,
Who rise anew, reclaiming life.

Beneath the weight of silent screams,
Their fractured hearts, their shattered dreams,
Yet in the night, a fire ignites,
A fierce resolve for ancient rights.

With every scar, a story grows,
Of battles fought and endless woes,
Yet vengeance simmers, bold and bright,
A storm that brews, ready for flight.

No chains can hold what spirits soar,
No past can bind them, they are more,
With fierce determination, they'll embrace,
The echoes of a long-lost grace.

Through tears, they gather strength as one,
Unyielding, like the rising sun,
For every wound that sought to break,
They'll wield their pain-make no mistake.

In unity, they find their voice,
In silent storms, they make their choice,
To rise from ashes, fierce and proud,
Reclaiming power, strong and loud.

So hear the roar of women who,
Out of the dark, their light breaks through,
In vengeance sweet, they find their way,
A force of nature-come what may.

No chains can hold what spirits soar,
No past can bind them, they are more,
With fierce determination, they'll embrace,
The echoes of a long-lost grace.

No chains can hold what spirits soar,
No past can bind them, they are more,
With fierce determination, they'll embrace,
The echoes of a long-lost grace.

No chains can hold what spirits soar,
No past can bind them, they are more,
With fierce determination, they'll embrace,
The echoes of a long-lost grace.

Through tears, they gather strength as one,
Unyielding, like the rising sun,
For every wound that sought to break,
They'll wield their pain-make no mistake.

In unity, they find their voice,
In silent storms, they make their choice,
To rise from ashes, fierce and proud,
Reclaiming power, strong and loud.

So hear the roar of women who,
Out of the dark, their light breaks through,
In vengeance sweet, they find their way,
A force of nature-come what may.