[Intro]
He walks alone in the cursed black haze,
A flame that burns, a mind ablaze.
Slate, the shadow, the deathless tide,
A Hisuian beast with hell inside.
[Verse 1]
Born from ash, bred for war,
Every fight leaves him craving more.
With claws of fire and spectral might,
He rips through shadows, he owns the night.
The Dungeon calls, and blood will spill,
A twisted savior with a feral will.
The souls he claims scream in vain,
Their agony fuels his ghostly flame.
[Chorus]
Burn it down, leave nothing whole,
Flames consuming body and soul.
He’s a reaper, a curse, a guiding light,
A Typhlosion of chaos in endless fight.
No gods, no rules, just death in his wake,
Every breath another life to take.
[Verse 2]
He saves the weak, then burns the strong,
The line of right and wrong is gone.
His fangs tear through what hope remains,
The Dungeon howls, it knows his name.
A beast, a monster, a hero untamed,
Every scar a badge of the damned.
No redemption, just endless rage,
A living fire in a ghostly cage.
[Bridge 1]
The walls drip blood, the shadows writhe,
His laughter cuts like a jagged knife.
Every step, the embers flare,
The scent of death pollutes the air.
There’s no escape, his hunger grows,
A spiral of chaos only he knows.
[Chorus]
Burn it down, leave nothing whole,
Flames consuming body and soul.
He’s a reaper, a curse, a guiding light,
A Typhlosion of chaos in endless fight.
No gods, no rules, just death in his wake,
Every breath another life to take.
[Breakdown]
Scream for mercy, it won’t be heard,
He’ll scorch the earth with every word.
The souls he eats still claw inside,
But he can’t stop, the fire won’t die.
Ashes rain, the battle's hymn,
The Dungeon bows to the ghost of him.
[Bridge 2]
A flicker of guilt, a fleeting thought,
Lost in the flames of all he’s fought.
His punkish grin hides the beast within,
Loyal to few, but soaked in sin.
He burns for war, for chaos and hate,
A hellbound hero who seals your fate.
[Chorus]
Burn it down, leave nothing whole,
Flames consuming body and soul.
He’s a reaper, a curse, a guiding light,
A Typhlosion of chaos in endless fight.
No gods, no rules, just death in his wake,
Every breath another life to take.
[Outro]
So fear his name when the embers glow,
He’ll save your life or drag you below.
Slate, the specter, the fire’s call,
A ghost of the Dungeon who claims it all.
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