The Living Weapon, Now Undone

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V6-WILD

The knights fall one by one,
In silence now the battle’s done,
A rush of power fills the air,
Spiritual whispers, a haunted prayer.

The final blow, a heart betrayed,
The leader stands in shadow laid,
The bronze blade swings, his hand then slips,
The undead rise from broken crypts.

Verse 1

The blood runs thick upon the ground,
As the last knight’s voice is drowned,
Sadness floods his breaking heart,
A warrior’s soul torn apart.

The blade swings wide, the mark is missed,
An evil laugh, a mocking twist,
The undead close, the trap is set,
Fate is sealed—but vengeance met.

The final head rolls from the fight,
The darkness creeping cold as night,
His friend lies lost, but vengeance calls,
The leader turns, the final falls.

Chorus

Vengeance calls in shadows deep,
Where knights of old no longer sleep,
The living weapon now undone,
The occultist’s rule will not be won.

Strike with fury, strike with might,
Through the darkness, through the night,
With every slash, with every blow,
We rise to make the demons know.

Verse 2

He calls upon the knights once more,
To wreak havoc across the floor,
The living weapon at their side,
With final wrath they turn the tide.

The occultist stands with twisted grin,
Puppeteer of flesh and sin,
He bound the knights, he bound them tight,
But now he faces their last fight.

A leader’s duel, a deadly dance,
Each attack a fleeting chance,
Each dodge, each block, a breath of hope,
Victory walks a narrow rope.

Chorus

Vengeance calls in shadows deep,
Where knights of old no longer sleep,
The living weapon now undone,
The occultist’s rule will not be won.

Strike with fury, strike with might,
Through the darkness, through the night,
With every slash, with every blow,
We rise to make the demons know.

Bridge

The power flows, but luck’s the key,
A clash of wills for all to see,
One strike lands true, a wound so deep,
The occultist falls into the keep.

The darkness fades, but still they fight,
The leader’s rage burns fierce and bright,
The tyrant cast to depths of hell,
The knight’s revenge, the final bell.

Verse 3

With one last breath the battle ends,
The knights victorious, they defend,
But what remains, what’s left to see?
A broken land, a shattered plea.

The evil’s gone, but so too light,
The land lies trapped in endless night,
The knights have fallen, the leader too,
A lost legacy… what remains true?

Final Chorus

Vengeance calls in shadows deep,
Where knights of old no longer sleep,
The living weapon now undone,
The occultist’s rule will not be won.

Strike with fury, strike with might,
Through the darkness, through the night,
With every slash, with every blow,
We rise to make the demons know.

Outro

Vengeance calls in shadows deep,
Where knights of old no longer sleep,
The living weapon now undone,
The occultist’s rule will not be won.

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The knights fall one by one, In silence now the battle’s done, A rush of power fills the air, Spiritual whispers, a haunted prayer. The final blow, a heart betrayed, The leader stands in shadow laid, The bronze blade swings, his hand then slips, The undead rise from broken crypts. Verse 1 The blood runs thick upon the ground, As the last knight’s voice is drowned, Sadness floods his breaking heart, A warrior’s soul torn apart. The blade swings wide, the mark is missed, An evil laugh, a mocking twist, The undead close, the trap is set, Fate is sealed—but vengeance met. The final head rolls from the fight, The darkness creeping cold as night, His friend lies lost, but vengeance calls, The leader turns, the final falls. Chorus Vengeance calls in shadows deep, Where knights of old no longer sleep, The living weapon now undone, The occultist’s rule will not be won. Strike with fury, strike with might, Through the darkness, through the night, With every slash, with every blow, We rise to make the demons know. Verse 2 He calls upon the knights once more, To wreak havoc across the floor, The living weapon at their side, With final wrath they turn the tide. The occultist stands with twisted grin, Puppeteer of flesh and sin, He bound the knights, he bound them tight, But now he faces their last fight. A leader’s duel, a deadly dance, Each attack a fleeting chance, Each dodge, each block, a breath of hope, Victory walks a narrow rope. Chorus Vengeance calls in shadows deep, Where knights of old no longer sleep, The living weapon now undone, The occultist’s rule will not be won. Strike with fury, strike with might, Through the darkness, through the night, With every slash, with every blow, We rise to make the demons know. Bridge The power flows, but luck’s the key, A clash of wills for all to see, One strike lands true, a wound so deep, The occultist falls into the keep. The darkness fades, but still they fight, The leader’s rage burns fierce and bright, The tyrant cast to depths of hell, The knight’s revenge, the final bell. Verse 3 With one last breath the battle ends, The knights victorious, they defend, But what remains, what’s left to see? A broken land, a shattered plea. The evil’s gone, but so too light, The land lies trapped in endless night, The knights have fallen, the leader too, A lost legacy… what remains true? Final Chorus Vengeance calls in shadows deep, Where knights of old no longer sleep, The living weapon now undone, The occultist’s rule will not be won. Strike with fury, strike with might, Through the darkness, through the night, With every slash, with every blow, We rise to make the demons know. Outro Vengeance calls in shadows deep, Where knights of old no longer sleep, The living weapon now undone, The occultist’s rule will not be won. Vengeance calls in shadows deep, Where knights of old no longer sleep, The living weapon now undone, The occultist’s rule will not be won. Vengeance calls in shadows deep, Where knights of old no longer sleep, The living weapon now undone, The occultist’s rule will not be won.

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