(Verse 1) In the crucible of dusk, where shadows march in drill, I stand, a warden forged, defying chaos’ will. Each heartbeat storms the gate, a rebel’s frantic plea, Yet I carve restraint, a sigil bound to me. With measured tread, I trace the occult’s austere code, Summoning patience, my spirit’s iron road. (Chorus) Pax invoco, rise, patientia! Still the tempest, shield my anima. Veni, veni, arcana forte, In silence armed, I hold the forte. (Verse 2) The cosmos screams its siege, a blitz of fleeting tides, Ephemeral decrees assault where my resolve abides. I muster breath in rank, a ritual’s stern command, With cryptic chants, I quell the fray with steady hand. Each word a bastion raised, each pause a strategist’s lore, I weave a lattice calm to lock the inner war. (Chorus) Pax invoco, rise, patientia! Still the tempest, shield my anima. Veni, veni, arcana forte, In silence armed, I hold the forte. (Bridge) Tempus grinds, yet my rampart stands, An alchemist’s vigil, etched by disciplined hands. Mora, mora, in cadence I bind, By starlit anaphora, I steady the mind. Hold, hold, the line of will, Patience, my phalanx, unbreakable still. (Chorus) Pax invoco, rise, patientia! Still the tempest, shield my anima. Veni, veni, arcana forte, In silence armed, I hold the forte. (Outro) Through sidereal ranks, where eons chant in time, I wield the blade of calm, a ritual sublime. Pax aeterna, my citadel’s decree, Patience, my anthem, forever guards me. (Oh, veni, veni, patientia...) In stillness, I reign, eternal, free.
