(Verse 1) In the hush between heartbeats, where shadows conspire, Veils of starlit obsidian tremble and tear. Whispers ride the wind like arrows of fire, Legions unseen clash in the thin, fragile air. I feel their wings brush my soul like cold silk, Demons in silk robes, angels with blades of light. The battlefield breathes, a mirror of milk, Where dawn and dusk wage their endless night. (Chorus) Oh, rise, my spirit, in the ether’s embrace, Armored in mercy, crowned in endless grace. We war not with flesh but with thunder and flame, In the realm beyond names, we call out Your name. Ethereal warfare, the song of the slain, Falling like petals through infinite rain. Light against hollow, the veil starts to fray— Hold me, hold me, in the fray. (Verse 2) Chains of old sorrow uncoil through my veins, Like smoke from forgotten pyres they climb. Yet a still small voice cuts through the remains, A sword made of silence, sharper than time. Ghosts of doubt circle with eyes full of moons, Feeding on fear like wolves in the mist. But I lift my hands and the cosmos attunes— Every prayer a comet, every tear a fist. (Chorus) Oh, rise, my spirit, in the ether’s embrace, Armored in mercy, crowned in endless grace. We war not with flesh but with thunder and flame, In the realm beyond names, we call out Your name. Ethereal warfare, the song of the slain, Falling like petals through infinite rain. Light against hollow, the veil starts to fray— Hold me, hold me, in the fray. (Bridge – whispered, layered like distant choirs) No eyes can behold it… No hands can contain… The battle is ancient… Yet won in my veins… Break, break, break the illusion… Shatter the night… We are the ignition… We are the light… (Final Chorus – soaring, dissolving into reverb) Oh, rise, my spirit, let the heavens resound, The war is already over, yet still all around. We dance on the graves of the lies that we bound, In the song of the ether, where victory is found. Ethereal warfare… fading… fading… Into the dawn where no shadow remains. (Outro – soft, almost spoken over fading chimes) Hold the line… in the unseen…
