Where angel reload [by HeroKurama] by HeroKurama

“Fire in My Hearth” feels like a journey through pain, survival, and rebirth. The melody starts slow—like the quiet crackling of forge flames in a lonely night—then builds with every verse into a storm of conviction and strength. The vocals carry the weight of someone who’s seen darkness and still chooses light, with raw emotion bleeding into every line.

The chorus explodes like a gunshot echoing in a silent battlefield—unshakable, divine, and purposeful. It’s not just a song; it’s a vow. A promise that the hero, though forged by trauma, will use that very fire to protect others.

The instrumentation blends rock guitars with haunting strings, and the subtle sound of clanging metal or distant gunfire might echo beneath the surface—tying in Marcos’s story, his soul weapon Kurama, and his past in the forge.

Lyrics:
[Intro]
The fire of the forge is like my heart—
Always burning, never torn apart.
Each spark a memory, each flame a scar,
Forged in silence, seen from afar.

[Verse]
My bones are steel, my blood runs deep,
For every promise I swore to keep.
These hands, once blackened, now hold fate,
Through every shot, I seal my state.

[Pre-Chorus]
Kurama sings with the voice of lead,
A lullaby for the walking dead.
But to the innocent, she makes no sound—
Only peace where pain was found.

[Chorus]
My spirit walks where angels fear,
In shadow’s grip, I persevere.
A blade of light, a judge unseen,
The final shot, forever clean.

[Outro]
The divine hero, Kurama, stands—
With a smoking barrel, steady hands.
Protecting hope in the darkest night,
With bullets forged from holy light.