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Sword is a dark-fantasy cinematic rock piece built around orchestral intensity, epic vocals, and the imagery of a mythic world nearing collapse. Its central symbol is an ancient blade that carries memory rather than glory, witnessing kingdoms fall and souls disappear while preserving the traces of every conflict.
The song presents no triumphant hero or clean victory. Instead, it creates a bleak soundtrack for ruin, power, and remembrance, framing the sword as both weapon and silent historian. At 5:45, its extended form supports a dramatic, scene-driven atmosphere suited to a fantasy film, game, or imagined battle sequence.
The song presents no triumphant hero or clean victory. Instead, it creates a bleak soundtrack for ruin, power, and remembrance, framing the sword as both weapon and silent historian. At 5:45, its extended form supports a dramatic, scene-driven atmosphere suited to a fantasy film, game, or imagined battle sequence.
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Sword
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Letra
From shattered lands the morning breaks
Old vows awaken, ancient wakes
Elves of silver, eyes of flame
Dwarves of stone who fear no pain
Men divided, hearts in doubt
Half still stand, the rest turn out
Steel is shaking, lines grow thin
Whispers crawl beneath the skin
Shadows move in borrowed skin
Friends become the foe within
Orders twist, the signals break
Truth is fading, lies awake
Light holds the line
Though hope is torn
We stand our ground
We won’t be gone
If night believes
That we will fall
It doesn’t know us
Not at all
The fog descends, the banners burn
False commands, no time to learn
Allies fading, forms unclear
Trust is dying, fear is near
The center bends, the ground is lost
Victory now has counted cost
From broken ranks and battered shields
From faith no shadow ever yields
White and gold through dust and flame
They do not run
They speak no name
Light holds the line
Now forged in flame
By sacred oath
We rise again
Each hammer strikes
The dark undone
The lie revealed
The spell is gone
No mask survives
Divine command
Circles drawn in ancient air
Runes awaken, shadows tear
False becomes what it has been
Now we see the enemy within
Light holds the line
Still we believe
No fear remains
Where faith can breathe
If we must fall
We fall as one
But not in dark
In rising sun
This war is not the final page
But dawn has come
Upon this age
Old vows awaken, ancient wakes
Elves of silver, eyes of flame
Dwarves of stone who fear no pain
Men divided, hearts in doubt
Half still stand, the rest turn out
Steel is shaking, lines grow thin
Whispers crawl beneath the skin
Shadows move in borrowed skin
Friends become the foe within
Orders twist, the signals break
Truth is fading, lies awake
Light holds the line
Though hope is torn
We stand our ground
We won’t be gone
If night believes
That we will fall
It doesn’t know us
Not at all
The fog descends, the banners burn
False commands, no time to learn
Allies fading, forms unclear
Trust is dying, fear is near
The center bends, the ground is lost
Victory now has counted cost
From broken ranks and battered shields
From faith no shadow ever yields
White and gold through dust and flame
They do not run
They speak no name
Light holds the line
Now forged in flame
By sacred oath
We rise again
Each hammer strikes
The dark undone
The lie revealed
The spell is gone
No mask survives
Divine command
Circles drawn in ancient air
Runes awaken, shadows tear
False becomes what it has been
Now we see the enemy within
Light holds the line
Still we believe
No fear remains
Where faith can breathe
If we must fall
We fall as one
But not in dark
In rising sun
This war is not the final page
But dawn has come
Upon this age