

The flames are gone… But the smoke remains.
And somewhere in the ruins… Something is still alive.
I walked through cities made of bones,
Past the places we called home.
Every memory turned to stone,
Every voice became a ghost.
We built our dreams on borrowed time,
Watched them fall beneath the sky.
Now we search through what remains,
Looking for a reason to survive.
The ashes cover everything we knew,
But underneath… Something breaks through.
Welcome to the Kingdom of Ash!
Where the broken learn to last.
Where the fallen and forgotten Rise above the aftermath.
We lost our heaven,
We lost our way.
But from the ruins… We’ll build again.
This is our kingdom.
Our kingdom of ash.
They said the weak would disappear,
That hope would die along with fear.
But every scar and every wound Is proof that we were still
here. The ones who left us in the dark Never saw the
fire in our hearts.
They thought the end would make us kneel… But the end is
where we start.
What are we…
When everything is gone?
When the names we carried
Fade into the dust?
Maybe we were never meant
To return to what we were.
Maybe we were meant
To become something more.
From the
ashes… From the silence… From the ruins… WE RISE!
YOU TOOK OUR HOMES!
YOU TOOK OUR NAMES!
YOU WATCHED US BURN!
YOU WATCHED US CHANGE!
BUT YOU FORGOT ONE THING— ASHES STILL BURN!
WELCOME TO THE KINGDOM OF ASH!
WHERE THE BROKEN LEARN TO LAST!
WE ARE THE ONES
WHO SURVIVED THE FALL!
WE ARE THE FIRE
INSIDE IT ALL! WE LOST OUR HEAVEN!
WE LOST OUR WAY!
BUT FROM THE RUINS… WE BUILT AGAIN!
THIS IS OUR KINGDOM!
OUR KINGDOM OF
ASH!
The world was destroyed… But we remained.