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Word Is Bond Bloodwake Version (Midnight Penn's Theme)

Verse 1 (slow, deliberate) My name is MerEnk-sha, Midnight Penn, I walk the line between then and when. New Ver-RAnce City is my charge to defend, the streets remember, the Lattice bends. I was raised in the old bloodline way, Va'Pen-Nestra holdings where the old scrolls lay. Blood wakes stir, the old debts call, I hold the line when the Acolytes fall. Chorus A (sharp, punchy – my Version 3) My name is MerEnk-sha, Midnight Penn, I defend the city where the Lattice bends. Bloodlines bind, Bloodwakes rise, Word is Bond — I peel my eyes. Every scar is a story, every cost is a claim, what was hidden rises from the flame. My stance is true, my blade is cast, Word is Bond — real talk behind a moral flask. First-House Blade, New Ver-RAnce ground, I hold the line when the Acolytes sound. Verse 2 (building intensity) The Continuum split in two long ago, Coda and Guild watched the fracture grow. Two lenses now view the same broken frame, but nobody remembers the impact — the shame. My father's father held the line, Draco and Milican fell in time, defeated by the Elder Nestra's hand, bloodline forged in a forgotten land. Chorus B (expansive, closing – your extended version) Word is Bond, I peel my eyes, MerEnk-sha, Midnight Penn — the city I defend. Bloodlines bind where the Bloodwakes rise, Every old scar still alive in the flesh of time. What was hidden cannot be lost, My stance is true, First-House Blade cut the lies. My word is Bond, the citys part of you, I carry the weight — now tell me what that got to do wit you? Bridge (spoken/sung, slower) The Va'PenNEstra holdings hold the key, maps and blades and memory. The Continuum split in two long ago, Coda and Guild watched the fracture grow. Two lenses now view the same broken frame, but nobody remembers the impact — the shame. I carry that weight, I wear that name, Midnight Penn, I play the game. Chorus A (reprise, faster) My name is MerEnk-sha, Midnight Penn, I defend the city where the Lattice bends. Bloodlines bind, Bloodwakes rise, Word is Bond — I peel my eyes. Every scar is a story, every cost is a claim, what was hidden rises from the flame. My stance is true, my blade is cast, Word is Bond — real talk behind a moral flask. First-House Blade, New Ver-RAnce ground, I hold the line when the Acolytes sound. Outro (fade, using your extended chorus) Word is Bond, I peel my eyes, MerEnk-sha, Midnight Penn — the city I defend. Bloodlines bind where the Blood wakes rise, Every old scar still alive in the flesh of time. What was hidden cannot be lost, My stance is true, First-House Blade cut the lies. My word is Bond, the citys part of you, I carry the weight — now tell me what that got to do wit you? (fade) ...what that got to do wit you? (Outro Fade, Female should hang in the air with a faint reverb tail. Slow, deliberate, trailing off): What that got to do wit you?