Lyric

Stone stands still where the ages lie

Carved by hands that learned to pray

No voice remains, no tear, no cry

Only light that does not fade

This is the century of light

Where shadows dare not speak

A crown in rest, a silent blade

Still bound to vows we keep

Footsteps fade upon the floor

As if the ground remembers all

What was sealed behind these walls

Was never meant to fall

This is the century of light

Untouched by fear or flame

Not a place of victory

But where all truths remain