The Middle Age (Chapter 6)

[Verse 1] Feudal chains on the open field Cathedrals rise where the old gods yield Plagues ride the wind through village and hall Crusades call the faithful, but the price is tall Chivalry’s code on a double edged blade Institutions grow in the shadows we made I hold her steady when the fever takes hold Together we carry what the old world sold [Chorus] Middle Age, how do we survive these walls? Faith and fever, the rise and the fall Knights and crosses, the lord and the serf We submit to the system, but the heart still hurts From stone to iron, through fire and dust We’ve built our lives on layers of trust Still her hand in mine, fills me with grace In this medieval fog, we find our place [Verse 2] Mysticism whispers through candles and bones Bishops and kings on their separate thrones Battles for glory, for heaven’s own claim While the common man carries the weight of the name She tends to the garden when the sickness comes near I stand watch through long nights of fear We survive by the faith and the small things we mould Love in the ruins, our stories retold [Chorus] Middle Age, how do we survive these walls? Faith and fever, the rise and the fall Knights and crosses, the lord and the serf We submit to the system, but the heart still hurts From stone to iron, through fire and dust We’ve built our lives on layers of trust Still her hand in mine, fills me with grace In this medieval fog, we find our place [Bridge] Stone ignited the fire, copper warmed the vein Bronze taxed the renters, iron brought the pain Darkness taught patience, now cathedrals ascend A world of orders we learn to defend… [Outro] Middle… Age… yearning… One prayer, one faith, one lesson worth learning We persist… we prepare… For the coming sunrise… the light we’ll share… One cause at a time... Rebirth awaits and humanism calls… (Will she stand by my side...?) (In you I will confide...) (Standing tall...) (Standing tall...) (Still together...) (Still together...) © Chrome Station 2026 All Rights Reserved