In Shadows, Gallente Stands

Born in a world of voices free, Where stars collide in diversity. A child of Gallente, bold and proud, In the heart of chaos, he speaks out loud. (Oh-oh) Through shadows deep and unknown skies, He moves with the wisdom of a thousand eyes. For freedom’s light, he’ll walk alone, In the dark, where trust is seldom shown. In Caille’s halls, he learned the ways, The art of peace in subtle plays. Anthropology and tangled creeds, Forged a mind to sow the seeds. (Oh-oh) Through shadows deep and unknown skies, He moves with the wisdom of a thousand eyes. For freedom’s light, he’ll walk alone, In the dark, where trust is seldom shown. An agent free, but bound in heart, By Gallente’s call, he plays his part. With silent steps and whispers low, To keep the light in the depths below. (Oh-oh) Through shadows deep and unknown skies, He moves with the wisdom of a thousand eyes. For freedom’s light, he’ll walk alone, In the dark, where trust is seldom shown. (Ahh) To stand alone, a whisper’s creed, In a world of stars where ideas bleed. (Oh-oh) The echoes of freedom never die, In Gallente’s name, he’ll live or fly. Groove Music AI ®