Overshadowed_Pn.1

[Verse 1] Born again beneath a blood-red moon, A memory of a life I lost too soon. They called me talentless, a hollow name, A flickering candle in a world of flame. I watched the gifted rise on borrowed wings, While I collected scars from all their stings. [Chorus] Now the shadows bend, the old chains break, Every wound I carried, now a power I awake. From the ashes of the weak, a tempest starts to grow, The talentless has risen, and the world will know. Oh, the second breath is fire, the second soul is steel, Every ghost I buried taught my heart to feel. [Verse 2] I walked the graveyard of my first design, Where every failure left its crooked line. But death was just a doorway, a crooked key, Unlocking what the gifted could not see. The stars that mocked me now align in dread, A sage reborn with thunder in my head. [Chorus] Now the shadows bend, the old chains break, Every wound I carried, now a power I awake. From the ashes of the weak, a tempest starts to grow, The talentless has risen, and the world will know. Oh, the second breath is fire, the second soul is steel, Every ghost I buried taught my heart to feel. [Bridge] They carved my name in stone as a warning, But stones are just the dust of a new morning. Let the wise ones tremble, let the proud ones fall, I am the echo of their final call. No crown of fate, no gift of grace, Just a will that time cannot erase. [Chorus] Now the shadows bend, the old chains break, Every wound I carried, now a power I awake. From the ashes of the weak, a tempest starts to grow, The talentless has risen, and the world will know. Oh, the second breath is fire, the second soul is steel, Every ghost I buried taught my heart to feel. [Outro] From overshadowed to overpowered, I stand alone, A sage of my own making, on a throne of stone. The second life is vengeance, the second name is storm, And the talentless now whispers — the world was never warm.