Sign of Life
Atrox Lyrics


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LeAnn Rimes What did I just say Well I, I can't remember The room…
Mindmaze A light has entered my mind From somewhere undefined It′s fa…
Motionless in White It's starting again, 'cause I let you in This seed I've…
Nural A candle lights my way as I search for more…
Sky On Flames Come and find me I´m hiding in the deepest night I just…
Skye Set sails overloading breathing through a shell Divide by o…
W.A.N.T.E.D. Flat tire in the cold Broke down on the shoulder Can you…
Yoav Robot heart turn the key round Wind it up and drag…

We have lyrics for these tracks by Atrox:


A Minds Escape Mesmerised A minds escape Rejection of reality Mesmeris…
Binocular Oh, it's that feeling again Can't deny it I have been with…
Burning Bridges If you can't cope with the answers don't bother to…
Changeling Do not leave. Leave me weak. Do not leave me…
Flesh City Here where the dead mourn for the living We eat cannibals…
Flower Meadow Lying here in this flower meadow Feeling free Hovering on …
Heartquake How I'd love to experience a heartquake But oh so afraid…
Homage My whispering poems My treasures My arch images My treasures…
Human Inventions So you took him moonward from the cellar. Put him in…
Ignoramus I am the Ignoramus But he believes he is concealed…
Lay You know you should lay your ghosts, but you've become…
Letters to Earth Some time ago And for a period of time I lived on…
Lizard Dance Peek through the hole And enjoy the lizard dance Come see …
Look Further In the shade, in the cold, a grey pastry, a…
Mare's Nest At last I've found you. You're here, you're mine, you're…
Mental Nomads I am the constant comings and goings of my selves.…
Methods of Survival At times I'm so preoccupied running I forget paying attenti…
Nine Wishes Deep down in a smiling bucket swimming clouds. If it was…
No Coil for Tesla Opting for research Opting for truth Seeing, believing Th…
Orgone Seeing how the lines keep crossing And how we meet again O…
Panta Rei The autumn sun is restrained to wither as the winter assume…
Pre-Sense If my senses won't come to me I better come to…
Retroglazed Re-connect to an earlier time The place of understanding S…
Ruin Out chasing kites and dragonets, loosing the track, jerking …
Secondhand Traumas Got me some secondhand traumas They transformed mind into f…
Serenity In a transparent myriad of men I stand, transfixed I am lo…
Steeped in Misery as I Am Deserts of vast eternity from which I cannot escape Oh, wo…
Stepped in misery as I am Deserts of vast eternity from which I cannot escape Oh, wo…
Sultry Air The days lean against One another And glide slowly into sl…
Tentacles My tentacles ache This phantom pain is oh so confusing I'm…
The Air Shed Tears Clouds of grief sweeps across the horizon Drowning in crims…
The Ocean Enslaved by the sea You can't resist Surrounded By darkne…
This Vigil We've been blind pretending we can see Been as dazed as…
Tight Tie Wearing my tight tie My new white shirt The official image…
Traces Did you ever reconcider your life Did you ever try to…
Translunaria Borrow my imagination for a little while. How can I…
Transportal Can I trouble you for a ride I've lost my track And…
Unsummoned Now is the third season The season I don't long Cause it…
Wave Waves wander the sea Millenium mirrors reflect Disappearin…



What Crawls Underneath As this path was never meant to be trodden by man These…


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Áron Tüske

@VirtualSeal Honestly I think they could make a banger series about every region.
Noxus: Either Darius rising through the ranks or could focus on Talon, Katarina and Cassiopeia
Shurima: Time of Azir's rule, Aatrox as an acended would fit there perfectly
Targon: Pantheon becoming an aspect, season's ending could be his battle agains Aatrox where Atreus takes back control over the body.
Freljord: Could focus on Ashe and Sejuani and how they became warmothers of their tribes and prepare for the civil war between each other
Bilgewater: Miss Fortune's childhood and her avenging her parents' death
Demacia: Kind obvious Garen and Lux focus
Ionia: Either Irelia's prespective of the Noxian invasion or I'd say Zed's and Shen's story
The Void: Kassadin fighting to avenge his family and later find Kai'sa maybe
Not sure about Ixital and the Shadow Isles tho



Fleško

Am I the abyss?
Or did I gaze into it?
We have another name once...
Now We are Darkin!
I march to death...
Though I wish it was my own...
I am but an unholy copy of life...
A mockery of its freedom...
And born in the cruel betrayal of the noble ideals I would've served
I am oblivion
I am destruction...
I am doom
I have no goodness left
It was taken from me, stolen!
I am the nemesis of life
Where I was excellence
I am deformed...
Recast poorly with these crude materials
But this abomination of flesh
Well serves my murderous intent
Tricked into this existence...
False slave entrapped by endless life!
I shall become a beast feeding on their destruction
and making them lament my unholy birth!
I am not a king
I am not a God
I am worse...
Once in noble battle I screamed against the silence
I stood as light against the darkness Now... I serve a new master...
Oblivion...
I stood against the void Now, i would welcome it
I touched the stars
And saw the glorious light of the thousand suns!
Now blinded by this elegance
How could my purpose be anything...
But dark...My darkness was not born
It was forged by my prison
For my imprisonment They will suffer!
They will call me villain...
Come... let me earn their hatred
again and forever
I shall take their limbs
I will reap their beloved!
I will tear from their consciousness
The will to live
They sing of love
Hope and Gods
All that makes them want to live!
So... I will quiet that first!
I will have silence
Every dream
Is a candle I must snuff out...
I... Am the darkness...
Let me tear their flesh from them
Let me break their souls...
And murder their dreams
YES... This is my purpose
I beg
Let some challenge me today...
So that I may tear out their hearts!
Pray!
Let me watch them die
Eyes knowing they served...
My dark purpose...
I shall regard their cries as braying steeds
Waiting to be whipped, broken and bridled!
Their screams will be like the soothing hum of insects
at dusk
I will render these mortals' forms into my own!
There is a darkness in my heart deeper than any shadow!
My suffering... I will make it bloom
I shall not kiss the ground
Nor let myself be wielded as a tool!
I am damned, but i will remake this world in my dark image!
From entire villages and towns I will rend the flesh...
Until I stand...
I must destroy even hope
They think me defeated
Enchained
But I am unbowed...
As long as this form lives
I will punish them
Norble is this carnage
I shall give them death
Though I will carry myself as my former pride dictates!
We march to battle...
March toward vengeance...
Drown this world in blood!
No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity...
But I know none...
And therefore
I'm no beast
Those who call me enemy I welcome them
Where are they now?
Let me carve flesh, let me cloak myself in the slaughter!
Hide me in their carnage...
Until all life ends...
March flesh...
March toward them!
We have horrors to sow!
Lives to reap!
Let me make them regret...
Being free



abdennadher iheb

THE CAGE
BY ODIN AUSTIN SHAFER
Darkness.

The breath I cannot take plagues me.

It is an emptiness in my lungs and throat. As if I had stopped mid-breath, and then held my lungs cruelly waiting. My mouth open, throat hollow, unable to pull in air. My chest, the horrible tension on my thorax.

My limbs and muscles refuse to move. I cannot breathe. I am choking. The pressure builds. The stillness spreads to my chest and limbs. I want to scream, to tear at my face, to wail—but I am trapped. I cannot move. I cannot move.

Darkness.

I must remember. I must remem—

The battle. I lost control. It was foolish. The mortals formed in ranks against me. I crashed into them. Drank from them. The temptation was too great. As I reaped, I reforged their flesh into a better approximation of my true shape. Desperately, I consumed more and more, hoping for the briefest echo of what I once was. Instead, like a fire, I burned too quickly, destroying even my host’s form.

Darkness.

It was raining when we fought. What if the mud and filth cover me? What if I’m hidden for thousands of years? Trapped in this prison. The horror of that idea feeds my panic. The battle is ending. I can feel it. I must will my form upright. I must… I must...

I have no arms or legs. The darkness binds me, like a cocoon.

No. I will myself upright. But I can’t know if it is working. I cannot know anything but the darkness.

Please. Let some mortal find me. Please. I beg the darkness endlessly, but the humiliation of my plea is answered only with silence.

But then…

I feel a mortal nearby. I have no eyes, no ears, but I can feel his approach. He is fleeing from adversaries. He must try to defend himself. He must grasp me.

Can he see me? He could run past me. I would be left here.

I feel his hand grip this form and… and his consciousness opens to me!

I burrow into him, pulling him down. I am like a drowning man thrown into the sea by a shipwreck, dragging myself to the surface by clawing past my fellows.

“What’s happening?!” the mortal screams. But he is silenced by the darkness—the endless darkness I have just escaped.

And I have eyes.

I can see the falling rain. The muck. The blood of this slaughtering field. In front of me stand two weary knights with spears. I cut them apart, and drink in their forms, recrafting this body to my needs.

They are weak. I must move quickly. I must find a better wielder. A better host. Around me are only the dead and dying. I hear their souls retreating from this world.

The fighting has not ended. It’s moved inside the city walls. I force my new shape—limping, crawling—toward the sounds of battle. Toward a better host.

I roar. But not in triumph. Never in triumph.

I will drink from that city, but I will achieve only a grotesque mockery of my former glory. I was shaped by the stars, and the purity of my aspect. I was light and reason given shape. I defended this world in the greatest battles ever known. Now, blood and ichor drips from this stolen flesh as it decays. The muscles and bones struggle, tear, and protest the abomination I have become.

I take a breath.

“No, Aatrox,” I say, my voice wet and echoing off the dead that surround me. “We will go onward... and onward… and onward…”

Until the final oblivion comes.



andres montalvo

Been listening to this for months. Just makes me want to see a series of this character or any adaptation of telling his tale.

This is a true villian. One who has been a hero and his sad fate, his despair changes him. Embracing the darkness. Abandoning the nobel ideals once held as a hero, finding hope as nothing but a Lie.

“I am dammed, but I will remake this world in my dark image”.
You can feel how rage in pain lies in his words and voice.

Whoever voiced this character is a damn legend. We only have audio and a picture here but you can hear and feel so much from how he speaks.

Ending it with
“With have horrors to sow, lives to reap, let me make them regret being free”
This alone is such a masterpiece of a quote.



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Aldia

When you realize that the only reason why Aatrox screams so much is because he is terrified of not being heard, the only reason he kills is out of pure despair and in search of the slightest grim of hope that maybe someone can destroy him and his blade, and when you realize that the reason why he has so many quotes in the 3rd person is because he's afraid of being alone... such a sad character, From The strongest Hero That has been born, to a Betrayed Madman who has lost hope even in death, carried now only by his former pride

Words Beyond Fiction

Your description just added a deeper layer to it, amazing!

No.

A lot of people aren't heard nowadays which is sad...

Sunhunter091

Pelinal Whitestrake it's not like censoring those people would help

jouini hamza

Lmao that's literally similar to my life, it explains why i ve tried to commit suicide sadly it didn't work but yes i wanna hug aatrox lmfaooo

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Jessiah Cross

It’s sad how the villains make more sense than the heroes just because they accepted what the world is

Words Beyond Fiction

It like they become part of what the world can be... brutal and dark.. true that

AkhoTakho

Actually look at Pantheon

Willie Wonka

@AkhoTakho
"You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become a villain." Harvey Dent.
Darkness is Infinite, for even Light fades after time, as will Heroes.

Some Online Douche

@Willie Wonka
So long as Darkness exists, so does Light.
So long as Villians exist, so do Heroes.
So long as Evil exists, so does Goodness.

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