[Intro] Iron on iron beneath the stone, A blade rings out; the hall answers—ROAR! [Verse 1] No crown on the castle, no throne in the keep, A Duke rides past while the cooks lose sleep. Dragon smoke rolls over Lumbridge fields, Goblin drums shake the farmyard shields. Cows break loose and the chickens scatter, Gold in the bank—every coin still matters. From Varrock roads to the desert sand, Khalid’s far country, a blade in each hand. [Pre-Chorus] Nervous chef by the cauldron, eyes on the door, One more order—then the whole room roars. Archer, soldier, mage, stand fast! The old world changes, but the legends last! [Chorus] Raise the steel! Let the battle cry ring! No ruler owns us—we choose our king! Coins in the bank, fire in the night, RuneScape warriors, stand and fight! Raise the steel! Let the whole realm know! From fields to the arena, we rise as one! Gold, grit, and glory—hold the line! This world is ours, by sword and sign! [Verse 2] Nineties machines, a dial-up gate, A world online where we learned to wait. A time-killer realm that grew and changed, New roads opened, old maps rearranged. Men and women met in that foreign land, Made friends, made rivals, took the stand. Some swore the kingdom felt real as stone, A second life built far from home. [Pre-Chorus] Mining, smithing, fishing, flame, Crafting runes and earning a name. Pray, then train; let the brave advance! The crowd decides who gets one chance! [Chorus] Raise the steel! Let the battle cry ring! No ruler owns us—we choose our king! Coins in the bank, fire in the night, RuneScape warriors, stand and fight! Raise the steel! Let the whole realm know! From fields to the arena, we rise as one! Gold, grit, and glory—hold the line! This world is ours, by sword and sign! [Bridge] Alchemists! Barbarians! Brute brawlers! Speakers! Members! Dragon-skin crawlers! Body armor, blades held high— A trial by combat beneath the sky! No bloodshed makes our troubles right, No crowd can turn a wrong to right. Remember the cost when the torches burn— Choose what you build. Choose what you learn. [Final Chorus] Raise the steel! Let the battle cry ring! No ruler owns us—we choose our king! Coins in the bank, fire in the night, RuneScape warriors, stand and fight! Raise the steel! Let the whole realm know! From fields to the arena, we rise as one! Gold, grit, and glory—hold the line! This world is ours, by sword and sign! [Outro] No crown. No throne. A world we built—and a name our own!
