(Verse 1) Along the Radiant Dusk, the light mirrors turn, Where Hegemony night-worlds watch Accord systems burn. The courts dress hunger in their velvet, oath, and grace, While radiant judges name the shadow on each face. (Verse 2) Blood cult accusations cross the border halls, As sanctuary claimants kneel beneath the lawful walls. Relics are seized where merchant witnesses stand, And every silent insult leaves a brand upon the hand. (Chorus) At the Radiant Dusk, where light and blood divide, The stars grow pale where rival doctrines ride. No war is declared, yet the knives remain, In every courtly bow and every judgement chain. (Verse 3) The Accord lifts prisms over refugee skies, And screens each wounded soul for hunger, debt, and lies. The Hegemony smiles through silver-masked disdain, And calls all mercy tyranny refined through pain. (Verse 4) Houses seek Solar Hearts to still the ancient need, While Choirs condemn the research as ascension seed. Luxuries and warding charms move through neutral ports, Where traders weigh salvation in their quiet courts. (Chorus) At the Radiant Dusk, where light and blood divide, The stars grow pale where rival doctrines ride. No war is declared, yet the knives remain, In every courtly bow and every judgement chain. (Bridge) Hunters watch the border and distrust both thrones, For light may bind the flesh and blood may own the bones. A duel is never duelling when the treaties hear, And restraint can taste like weakness dressed as fear. (Outro) So still the Radiant Dusk holds back the final flame, Where elegance stands judged and judgement speaks its name. The dawn does not forgive what twilight lets remain, And night will not surrender all its hunger to the chain.
