[Verse 1] Born as Dessel, child of pain Raised beneath the mines and chain The darkness whispered in his bones He walked alone, but not unknown His father cursed the day he cried A mother lost, a soul denied In every blow, he learned the cost Of mercy, love, and all he lost [Pre-Chorus] The Force did not forget his name It called him toward the ancient flame ⸻ [Chorus] They say Lord Bane Went insane From the knowledge that he chose to seek Searching in the tombs of kings For a power with a price too steep But in that fire, he forged his reign And rebirth the Sith from flame A rule of two, a legacy Of power, fear, and destiny ⸻ [Verse 2 ] At Korriban, he took the test Among the liars, slaves, and obsessed He saw the Brotherhood was weak Craving power, but afraid to speak He read the scrolls, he broke their code He walked where no Sith dared have strode The spirits of the old ones spoke Their power curled around his cloak [Pre-Chorus] He learned the truth they feared to face The Sith must fall to be replaced ⸻ [Chorus] They say Lord Bane Went insane From the knowledge that he chose to seek Buried in the tombs of kings Were secrets no sane mind could keep He shattered all they built in flame Declared the Brotherhood a stain A rule of two — no compromise The strong must live, the weak must die ⸻ [Bridge] But even Bane could not escape The hunger that all Sith must face He feared the hand that he had trained The apprentice who might take his name He didn’t want to die To lose what he’d gained The knowledge of the ancient Lords The power he attained So he struck before she could Tried to end what he had made He said she wasn’t worthy To carry on the blade ⸻ [Breakdown – Chant Style or Whispered Spoken] “The Rule is truth. The Rule is fire. There is no peace — only desire. Through passion, strength. Through strength, control. The dark side feeds, and takes its toll.” ⸻ [Final Chorus] They say Lord Bane Left only flame But his shadow still remains In every Sith that dares to rise His voice still whispers through their lies A rule of two — not more, not three One to reign, one in secrecy His body died, but not his soul He carved his name in Sith control ⸻ [Outro – Spoken with Power] “Two there should be… No more, no less. One to embody power… One to crave it.”
