[Intro – echoing voice, soft thunder] We once flew free… Now we fall like stars... Burned into stories no one will tell... [Verse 1] The ice dragon’s eyes dim in thought, Frostbitten by memories he long forgot. Flame’s rage flickers, not from defeat, But from a silence that no fire can beat. The sky has closed its final gate, Above them swirls the spiral of fate. They kneel not from fear—but grief, For what was lost beyond belief. [Chorus] Where do dragons go when gods forget? Do their bones become the cold regret? Will fire singe the winds of time, Or freeze beneath the void’s dark rhyme? We are not just beasts or kings… We are echoes with broken wings... [Verse 2] The void dragon—silent now— Stares down with a furrowed brow. He, too, remembers light once known, Before his soul turned to stone. From every scale, a world he stole, But even he cannot feel whole. Three dragons... one broken sky, Beneath the storm, they ask "why?" [Bridge – whispered chant, fading drums] Ashes whisper flame again... Ice forgets its pain again... Even void... seeks name again... But no stars remain… [Final Chorus] Where do legends go when silence wins? Do they fade or grow beneath our skins? In storm or fire, frost or grave, Every monster once was brave. We are not born to rule or burn— We are born to feel, to fall, to learn. [Outro – soft strings, a lone flute note] And still... they rise... Even as the sky forgets their names.