Lyric

Before the first gods sealed the dawn they stole the ember from our hands

The sacred fire that taught us hope was chained above immortal walls

A dragon bled beneath the stars to keep its final promise burning

And in its ash the last heir swore to tear the flame from heaven's grasp

The temples rang with iron hymns declaring mortal hearts unworthy

Their silver judges named our pain a lesson written into fate

But through the ruins came a voice inside the blood they could not silence

Awake and bear the dragon's oath the stolen sun was ours before

I will reclaim the fire they stole from every soul beneath the sky

Let broken altars crack apart let tyrant heavens learn our names

No hand of god can choke this flame once dragon blood begins to thunder

I raise the light they buried deep and forge it into wrath and mercy

From ash to star from wound to sword from grief to blazing coronation

The stolen dawn will burn again the night of chains is ending now

My heart becomes the holy war

The guardian's scales still haunt my dreams like burning shields in moonlit caverns

Its dying gaze became the key that broke the lock within my chest

Each step I take through fallen halls awakens runes of buried ages

And every spark along my skin remembers what the gods denied

Their chosen armies flood the pass with halos forged from conquest and order

They speak of peace while sacred spears descend to grind our cities down

I answer with the dragon's cry and split their shining ranks like judgment

For every child who feared the dark I turn their law to living flame

I will reclaim the fire they stole from every soul beneath the sky

Let broken altars crack apart let tyrant heavens learn our names

No hand of god can choke this flame once dragon blood begins to thunder

I raise the light they buried deep and forge it into wrath and mercy

From ash to star from wound to sword from grief to blazing coronation

The stolen dawn will burn again the night of chains is ending now

My heart becomes the holy war

If I must stand before the throne where all our stolen mornings gather

Then let the scars they gave my line become the wings that lift me there

I do not seek a crown of gold I seek the fire that makes us human

And if the gods demand my life I spend it like a final sun

Now hear the heavens break as one and watch the sacred embers rise

The dragon's oath the orphan's grief the buried ages all awaken

I cast the stolen fire down free and every chained horizon opens

No god remains above this light no lie survives its radiant fury

From ruined shrines to mortal hands the living flame returns in triumph

Let every child of ash and night remember who they were before the silence

I am the blade the blood the spark the war that makes the dawn remember

And with this fire reclaimed from heaven the world begins again