[Verse 1] Beneath the skies of magic torn, Where stars and crystals cold are born, A dragon sleeps on ruin’d stone, A sentinel, a king alone. With sapphire scales that shimmer bright, A storm of lore, a soul of night, Smarag wakes where scholars tread, Their hubris scorched in flame and dread. [Chorus] O Smarag, Glintstone Wyrm divine, Breaker of fate, of rune, of time, With breath of frost and starlight fire, You guard the tomb of lost desire. From Raya’s halls to lakebed deep, You dream what minds dare not to keep, O Smarag, ancient, cruel, and wise, Your wings still cast down moonlit skies. [Verse 2] They sought the truth in crystal’s gleam, Yet found instead a dragon’s dream. No scroll nor spell could bind your rage, No lore could trap your ageless cage. The scholars came with blades and pride, But none returned, though many tried. For you are thought made flame and claw, A living echo of Glintstone law. [Bridge] In silence wrapped, your voice is thunder, A mind untouched by mortal blunder. Eyes like galaxies unwound— Their gaze alone shakes solid ground. [Chorus] O Smarag, Glintstone Wyrm divine, Breaker of fate, of rune, of time, With breath of frost and starlight fire, You guard the tomb of lost desire. From Raya’s halls to lakebed deep, You dream what minds dare not to keep, O Smarag, ancient, cruel, and wise, Your wings still cast down moonlit skies. [Outro – Whispered Chant] Glintstone heart, in moon’s domain, Watcher bound by thought and flame. Smarag sleeps, the age forgets, But still his breath, the world begets…
