
«Necromancer — Life on the Border of Light and Darkness»
[Intro — war horns over frame drum; tagelharpa riff; distant choir; then galloping guitars crash in] [Verse 1 — He, dark gravelly baritone] I was forged where the daylight dies, Beneath a sky of iron and ice. I keep the candles, I keep the names, I guard the sleep of the frozen flames. [Verse 2 — She, ethereal soaring soprano] I was born where the night gives way To the first gold arrow of the day. I melt the frost from the widow's glass, I wake the seeds in the sleeping grass. [Pre-Chorus — duet interweaving, drums building] (He) You call my kingdom the end of all… (She) You call my morning too bright to fall… (Both) But where your night meets my morning gold — There the oldest story is told! [Chorus — epic unison + symphonic choir, galloping] On the border of light and darkness, Where the dusk and the dawn entwine, Life is born on the seam of the world — And the seam is yours, and the seam is mine! Neither day alone, nor night alone, Can raise a heart from the stone — Life lives only where both have gone: On the border of light and darkness! (Choir) On the border! On the border! [Verse 3 — He] I met her once at the edge of eve With a lantern of dawn in her sleeve. She did not fear my crown of ash, She touched my hand — and I forgot my task. [Verse 4 — She] I met him once at the break of morn, Where the night was tired and torn. He did not reach for my golden thread, He only bowed — like the night instead. [Chorus] [Bridge — folk break: tagelharpa, frame drum, wooden flute; voices almost a cappella] (She, soft) Light alone burns the field to sand… (He, low) Dark alone freezes the seed in hand… (Both, building with drums) But touch your fire to my frost — And see what neither has lost! [Explosion + key change] [Guitar solo — dual harmony guitars, epic and melodic, horns answering] [Final Chorus — key change, maximum: choir, both voices, she soars above him] On the border of light and darkness, Where the dusk and the dawn entwine, Life is born on the seam of the world — And the seam is yours, and the seam is mine! Neither day alone, nor night alone, Can raise a heart from the stone — Life lives only where both have gone: On the border of light and darkness! [Outro — instruments fade; two voices almost a cappella over one drum] (He) I keep the night… (She) I keep the day… (Both) And between them — life… will stay. [One war horn, one drum, silence]

