Rise, Tarnished

Beneath a shattered golden sky, The Erdtree burns above the night, A wandering soul with rusted blade, Chasing echoes of a world betrayed. Through Limgrave fields and storm-torn rain, Past broken kings and endless pain, The grace still flickers in my sight, Calling me onward through the fight. Every ruin tells a story, Every scar becomes a guide, Though the shadows gather round me, I won't run, I won't hide. Rise, Tarnished, rise again, From the ashes, from the end, Face the gods that lost their way, Claim the dawn from dying day. Through the fire, through the storm, A new Elden Lord is born, When the world forgets its name, Rise, Tarnished, rise again. The moonlight dances cold and pale, Along the paths where heroes failed, Dragons roar and demigods stand tall, Yet one by one they're bound to fall. The Lands Between cry out in vain, Bound by power, bound by chains, But hope survives in fractured lands, Carried by determined hands. Every battle leaves me weary, Every victory has a cost, Yet the grace that lights the darkness Guides the souls that once were lost. Rise, Tarnished, rise again, From the ashes, from the end, Face the gods that lost their way, Claim the dawn from dying day. Through the fire, through the storm, A new Elden Lord is born, When the world forgets its name, Rise, Tarnished, rise again. Gold and shadow, fate and flame, None can ever stay the same, The ring was broken long before, By pride, by fear, by endless war. But standing where the legends fell, I hear the distant ringing bell, And though the night seems without end, The stars still shine beyond the veil. Rise, Tarnished, rise again, Let the age begin anew, Whether guided by the stars, Or by a distant golden hue. Through the darkness, through the pain, Through the loss and through the gain, The Lands Between will sing your name— Rise, Tarnished, rise again.