///*****/// [Moonlit Intro] In the awakened mural hall where ancient guardian spirits emerge from moonlit runes. transparent figures of human masons and elven singers step from the wall, carrying memories in bowls of white flame. The old war enters on a drumbeat, but another rhythm waits beneath it. [First Chronicle] The witnesses show how the temple once sealed the Heartwell through voluntary cooperation, never sacrifice. Steel gives every frightened answer the same hard voice, yet the ground receives the blood without asking which language named it. We carry the weight of orders and the quieter weight of doubt. Somewhere beyond the visible battle, a patient hand adjusts the board. [Rising Oath] Eldrin and Lyra understand their love did not fulfill a prophecy; it simply recreated the trust the seal requires. If conscience is a wound, let it remain open until truth enters. [Refrain] Moon-runes, carry what you saw Truth older than the crown and law Let every general behold The peace our frightened fathers sold Moon-runes, carry what you saw Truth older than the crown and law Let every general behold The peace our frightened fathers sold [Second Chronicle] The spirits imprint a living memory into the guardian seal, evidence no ruler can dismiss as forged. What seemed like chance reveals a door; what seemed like duty reveals a chain. Every remembered face becomes a witness standing wordlessly behind the choice. The future is not promised, only placed within reach of hands prepared to change. [Middle Eight] No chosen blood, no destined pair Only two hands willing to share The seal responds where trust is free Not to command, but unity Let the drums fall back and leave one naked heartbeat in the hall. Let the smallest act of mercy challenge every monumental lie. [Lead-Guitar Passage] Begin with the melodic color of transparent figures of human masons and elven singers step from the wall; climb through the tension of eldrin and lyra understand their love did not fulfill a prophecy; let two guitar voices disagree, listen, and finally discover a shared phrase. [Refrain — Higher] Moon-runes, carry what you saw Truth older than the crown and law Let every general behold The peace our frightened fathers sold We will not feed tomorrow with the ashes of today. Moon-runes, carry what you saw Truth older than the crown and law Let every general behold The peace our frightened fathers sold [Last Light] The witnesses fade into dawn The proof burns warm in Eldrin's palm Then iron boots surround the hall And human voices call Lyra traitor [Echo] transparent figures of human masons and elven singers step from the wall, carrying memories in bowls of white flame. [Inner Voice] Eldrin and Lyra understand their love did not fulfill a prophecy; it simply recreated the trust the seal requires
