Verse 1: In the shadow of the mountain tall, Where the ancient voices call, Lies a helm of wrath and might, Forged in the darkest night. Worn by kings who sought the throne, A mask of power, all alone, Konahrik, the cursed and bold, A legend of the Dragonborn foretold. Chorus: Helm of the Forsaken Dragon, Bearer of the storms and fire. Rise from the ashes of despair, With a soul no foe can mire. Konahrik, your wrath takes flight, Guided by eternal might. Verse 2: Through the frost and the blazing flame, No mortal could ever tame, A helm that whispered to the skies, Promising power, endless lies. Its curse to those unworthy borne, A price of blood, a path forlorn, But in the hands of true resolve, The secrets of its past dissolve. Chorus: Helm of the Forsaken Dragon, Bearer of the storms and fire. Rise from the ashes of despair, With a soul no foe can mire. Konahrik, your wrath takes flight, Guided by eternal might. Bridge: When all hope fades, and shadows fall, Konahrik answers the battle's call. Blessings or curses, a blade or shield, Its will alone decides the field. Outro: So heed the tale, oh wandering kin, The helm's allure, the danger within. Konahrik waits where legends sleep, In the tomb where dragons weep. Chorus (Final): Helm of the Forsaken Dragon, Bearer of the storms and fire. Rise from the ashes of despair, With a soul no foe can mire. Konahrik, your wrath takes flight, Guided by eternal might.
