In shadows deep where silence screams,
A dying spark defies the gleam.
From ash and ember, hearts collide—
We ride the storm, in flames we rise!
Beneath the yoke of chains untold,
The faithful stood, unbroken, bold.
By blood and blade, we swear again—
The fire commands: “Rise, defend!”
Through fire’s kiss and winter’s bite,
Our oath is carved in sacred light!
We are the Order of the Phoenix!
Bright against the blackened skies!
Bound in shadow, throned in embers—
We. Will. Rise! (We will rise!)
Through the tyrant’s dying thunder,
Wings of wrath will tear him under!
Hear the echo through the pyre:
We are the light—the undying fire!
From hallowed tongues and buried scrolls,
We march where fate and fury roll.
No throne can break the oaths we keep,
No grave can hold the souls we reap!
The stars still sing our dead’s refrain,
Each heart a torch, each name a flame—
A rebel’s hymn, a war unsung,
The world shall burn beneath our song!
Through shattered shield and bleeding steel,
The vow ignites—we break the wheel!
We are the Order of the Phoenix!
Bright against the blackened skies!
Bound in shadow, throned in embers—
We. Will. Rise! (We will rise!)
Through the tyrant’s dying thunder,
Wings of wrath will tear him under!
Hear the echo through the pyre:
We are the light—the undying fire!
Out of the pyre, we scorch the night,
With swords like dawn and eyes alight!
The dark will choke on vengeance sheer—
We are the storm they fled to fear!
We are the Order of the Phoenix!
Blazing through the end of time!
From ruin risen, storming heaven—
We. Will. Rise! (Oh, we will rise!)
Every death becomes a legend,
Every scar a hymn unshaken!
When the last false king has fallen,
We’re the inferno—the end of dying!