Lyric

A cobalt guardian, shield to the sky

Where falling stars and young hearts cry

He walks the fire, he bends, not breaks

A wall of will in the storm that shakes

Through shattered fields and fading light

He lifts the lost, he steadies fright

“Stay close,” he says, in the clash and flame

“Your trembling hands will learn this pain.”

Step by step in the echoing red

Fear in their lungs, but hope not dead

Blades may falter, knees may fall—

But no one breaks behind this wall

Raise it high, let the blue light flow

We are the tide they’ll never overthrow

Through the night where the dark winds howl

Hear our vow, hear our vow

Strike the throne where the shadows crawl

Shatter the chain, break the iron hall

For the wings that wait in a silent cry—

We fight, we rise, we don’t say goodbye

He teaches war like a lantern flame

Not born of hate, not fed by blame

“Feel the weight, but don’t lose heart

Courage is where the fractures start.”

Young eyes mirror the fear he knew

Long ago when his shield was new

Now every scar is a guiding line

A map through ruin, a quiet sign

If I must stand where the last light bends

Let my back be the place it ends

Let their dawn break past my night—

That is the shape of a shield’s true right

Raise it high, let the blue light burn

Every fall is a chance return

Past the throne where the dark winds cry

Hear our vow, hear our cry

Break the crown of the ashen king

Let the silent sky learn to sing

For the wings in the chains of the endless night—

We fight, we rise, we become the light