[Intro: Soft, haunting Celtic harp and tin whistle melody, slow tempo, ethereal female vocals, building mystique] Beneath the starlit veil, where shadows weave their lore, A whisper calls my name, from realms of ancient yore. Through emerald glades I roam, where moonlight carves the way, The prophecy unfolds, to greet the breaking day. [Verse 1: Heavy guitar riffs kick in, driving double bass drums at 160 BPM, operatic female vocals with power] In forests deep, where elders sang of fate, A blade of silver gleams, forged by celestial hate. The runes upon the stone, they pulse with sacred fire, To face the shadowed horde, my heart will never tire. [Pre-Chorus: Choral harmonies join, strings swell, tempo builds, intense and uplifting] The winds of old now rise, their voices clear and strong, They guide my weary soul, to where I must belong. [Chorus: Anthemic, full choir and brass, soaring melody, female vocals hit high notes, epic and triumphant] Ride through the storm, where dragons claim the sky, With courage bold, we’ll never fear to die. By starlight’s grace, our blades will carve the tale, Forever we’ll prevail, beneath the starlit veil! [Verse 2: Slightly faster, syncopated riffs, add flute and fiddle for folk flavor, growled male backing vocals for contrast] Across the misty moors, where specters guard the gate, The sorcerer’s dark hymn, foretells a crueler fate. Yet in my blood it sings, the oath of warrior’s pride, To break the chains of night, where hope and dreams abide. [Pre-Chorus: Choral harmonies return, violin takes a brief lead, building to chorus] The winds of old now rise, their voices clear and strong, They guide my weary soul, to where I must belong. [Chorus: Repeat, even grander, add bagpipes for folk intensity, full orchestral climax] Ride through the storm, where dragons claim the sky, With courage bold, we’ll never fear to die. By starlight’s grace, our blades will carve the tale, Forever we’ll prevail, beneath the starlit veil! [Bridge: Slower, atmospheric, bodhrán drum and flute solo, female vocals soft and melancholic] Oh, spirits of the glade, lend strength to weary hands, In twilight’s fleeting glow, I tread these sacred lands. [Growled male vocals join, building intensity] No shadow shall endure, no curse shall dim our flame, For glory we’ll arise, and etch our endless name! [Guitar Solo: Fast, virtuosic guitar lead, backed by galloping drums and strings, evoking a battle charge] [Final Chorus: Explosive, double-time feel, full choir, brass, and folk instruments, female vocals hit peak intensity] Ride through the storm, where dragons claim the sky, With courage bold, we’ll never fear to die. By starlight’s grace, our blades will carve the tale, Forever we’ll prevail, beneath the starlit veil! [Outro: Slow fade, return to Celtic harp and tin whistle, soft female vocals with choir humming, serene] Beneath the starlit veil, the dawn begins to sing, A world reborn in light, where hope and freedom ring.