歌詞

The hero fell before the gates and silence buried every horn

The sacred blade lay split in dust its light reduced to shame

A nameless boy with shaking hands stood where the brave had sworn

No crown no blood no prophecy only fear that knew his name

The village cried behind his back the final walls were flame

He picked one shard from holy steel and held it to his chest

They laughed at him as broken hope a child beneath their aim

But something in that shattered edge awoke and would not rest

The broken blade has chosen me from deepest night to rising fire

I stand where all the legends fell and lift the spark of lost desire

No perfect hero bears this flame no royal blood commands the sky

A heart that breaks and still protects can make the buried light return

Let every shard remember hope let every fallen banner rise

I am the nameless one who burns because the weak still cry

Tonight the shattered sword becomes my wings

The armies rolled like iron rain across the wounded plain

Their banners swallowed every star and drowned the fields in dread

He ran through smoke with splintered steel and tears he could not name

Each step became a trembling vow to guard the nearly dead

The fragments rose around his hand like dawn through shattered glass

A thousand voices from the sword began to call him higher

Not chosen for his noble birth nor strength that none could pass

But for the will to stand again when hope was thrown to fire

The broken blade has chosen me from deepest night to rising fire

I stand where all the legends fell and lift the spark of lost desire

No perfect hero bears this flame no royal blood commands the sky

A heart that breaks and still protects can make the buried light return

Let every shard remember hope let every fallen banner rise

I am the nameless one who burns because the weak still cry

Tonight the shattered sword becomes my wings

If I am only dust and fear then let that fear ignite

If I am not the chosen one then let my choice be light

The sword did not seek flawless hands untouched by grief or pain

It sang for one who fell and rose to shield the weak again

The broken blade has chosen me now every shard becomes a star

The night that stole our heroes breaks before the boy without a crown

From nameless dust to blazing oath from hopeless tears to thunder's cry

I raise the sword rebuilt by will and carve a dawn across the sky

No empire stands no darkness reigns when broken hearts refuse to flee

The world remembers light again through every wound inside of me

I was no legend born to shine

Yet I become the hope they need beneath the burning morning sky tonight