[Instrumental Intro – Harp, lute, rising drums] [Verse 1] Upon the stones of ages gone, I found the words the seers had drawn. A burning star, a hero’s name, An endless tale, a destined flame. No longer bound to shadow’s chain, I walk the path, through night, through pain. Yet carved in fire, the runes proclaim: The world shall know the Adventurer’s flame. [Pre-Chorus] From ancient halls the echoes call, A voice that spans the sky. The prophecy awakens now— And I must not deny. [Chorus] O hear the prophecy, carved in fire, A song of fate, a heart’s desire. Through storm and sorrow, through blood and rain, The Adventurer’s oath shall still remain. No crown of past, no binding chain, The prophecy lives within my name. A flame unbroken, fierce, untamed— I am the bearer of the flame. [Instrumental Break – Flute and drums, bardic dance rhythm] [Verse 2] The scrolls foretold of trials deep, Of vows unbroken, dreams to keep. A dawn to guard, a night to fight, A torch to carry into light. The voices sing from ash and bone, A thousand souls, their will my own. Their fire guides, their courage stays, And lights the darkened, winding ways. [Pre-Chorus] The hour comes, the flame must rise, The song of fate is near. The prophecy burns bright in me— Its call is strong and clear. [Chorus] O hear the prophecy, carved in fire, A song of fate, a heart’s desire. Through storm and sorrow, through blood and rain, The Adventurer’s oath shall still remain. No crown of past, no binding chain, The prophecy lives within my name. A flame unbroken, fierce, untamed— I am the bearer of the flame. [Instrumental] [Bridge – Bardic chant with drums, voices rising] Raise your voice, O halls of stone! Sing the tale of the fire I own. From father’s shadow, from ancient pain, A brighter dawn shall rise again! Through every trial, through every scar, The prophecy calls me to the stars! [Final Chorus – Epic, bardic harmony] O hear the prophecy, carved in fire, A song of fate, a heart’s desire. Through storm and sorrow, through blood and rain, The Adventurer’s oath shall still remain. No crown of past, no binding chain, The prophecy lives within my name. A flame unbroken, fierce, untamed— I am the bearer of the flame! [Outro – Lute & fading chorus, bardic tone] So let the minstrels sing my claim, The prophecy burns… eternal flame.