Once, in the void, where silence reigned
A voice rose up, a curse proclaimed
I hate you, God! I hate your design
And the world was thrown into space and time
The heavens cracked, the stars went cold
The clock began; the end foretold
A spiral dance, a cosmic sigh
Where we are born just to learn how to die
And the Earth spins on, in its bitter arc
With wounded hands and fading sparks
We carve our names into fragile stone
To prove we're here, though we're alone
We bleed to spite you, we breathe in defiance
Through centuries of dust and violence
Every heartbeat's a rebel's cry
We reproduce just to defy
Time may kill us, but we won't kneel
Every life screams, We're still real
From ashes and blood, we rose and roared
Chained to the clock, yet still we warred
Love turned to venom, hope into knives
Yet still we dance, still we strive
Children born under shattered skies
Eyes like fire, asking, why
If gods would cast us into despair
We'll build our thrones from their disrepair
And the stars look down with their cold disdain
But we light fires in the darkened plain
We write our pain in the endless night
Our very breath is a godless fight
We bleed to spite you, we breathe in defiance
Through centuries of dust and violence
Every heartbeat's a rebel's cry
We reproduce just to defy
Time may kill us, but we won't kneel
Every life screams, We're still real
Do you hear us now? Your silence breaks
In every child, a spark awakes
If time's the prison, then we'll endure
For our curse is strong, our hatred pure
The cosmos roars, but we won't fade
Every moment's a price we've paid
We spit in the void, we sing our songs
A testament that we belong
You cast us out, you threw us far
But we are the fire in dying stars
Time may erode, and death may claim
But humanity rises and speaks your name
We bleed to spite you, we breathe in defiance
Through centuries of dust and violence
Every heartbeat's a rebel's cry
We reproduce just to defy
Time may kill us, but we won't kneel
Every life screams, We're still real
And when the last star fades to black
We'll laugh, for we will not look back
For in this spite, we've made our mark
A species born to fight the dark