FIELDS OF THE SILVER CITY

[Intro — whispered / cinematic] O-oh… O-oh… In silver light, in sacred ruin... He stands alone. [Verse 1] Black horizon split by fire, Moonlit ash on temple stone, In the fields of the silver city Stands the one who walks alone. Shadow cast like a fallen empire, Crownless king with bloodied hands, While the sky begins to open And the trumpets shake the land. Wingbeats tear across the heavens, Swords of dawn ignite the clouds, Legions clothed in holy fury Descend beneath their blazing crowns. But he does not bow or tremble, He does not kneel or pray, For the beasts of myth awaken And the dead gods know his name. [Pre-Chorus] Hear the lions roar in thunder, Hear the dragons choke the sun, Hear the human hearts behind him Beat as if the end had come. [Chorus] In the fields of the silver city, He stands silhouetted in the light, While the armies of angels fall around him Like stars in the jaws of the night. And the monsters rise beside him, And the sons of men align, So let heaven break upon us — We were born for this divine war cry. [Post-Chorus] War cry! War cry! We were born for the flood and fire! War cry! War cry! Lift your blades ever higher! [Verse 2] Griffins dive through burning banners, Serpents coil through shield and spear, Ancient wolves with embered eyeballs Rip the righteous from the air. Giants march with iron footfalls, Hydras scream through shattered gates, And the mortal drums keep pounding As the valley convulses with rage. Men of dust and bone and iron, Shoulder to shoulder, shield to shield, Raise their voices with the creatures As the holy host is forced to yield. Every wound becomes a sermon, Every scream becomes a hymn, And the one within the blackened silhouette Grins as the sky caves in. [Pre-Chorus] Let the heavens bring their judgment, Let their golden arrows rain, We have dragged our fear to slaughter, We have baptized death in flame. [Chorus] In the fields of the silver city, He stands silhouetted in the light, While the armies of angels fall around him Like stars in the jaws of the night. And the monsters rise beside him, And the sons of men align, So let heaven break upon us — We were born for this divine war cry. [Instrumental Break] [Organ swell — marching toms — choir enters — guitar harmony lead] [Bridge — half-time, darker] They called him heretic, They called him blight, But he was forged where the gods lost sight. No halo left, no mercy given, He is the wound in the ribs of heaven. They came with light, He answered with storm, With fang and fury and a thousand forms. From myth, from man, from blood, from dust, He built an army out of ruin and trust. [Breakdown — screamed / brutal] COME DOWN! COME DOWN FROM YOUR THRONES OF GOLD! WE ARE THE CURSE YOUR SCRIPTURES TOLD! FANG AND HAMMER! HORN AND SPEAR! WE DO NOT KNEEL — WE DRAG YOU HERE! SILVER FIELDS! RED WITH GRACE! ASH AND GLORY IN HIS WAKE! ANGELS FALL! LET TRUMPETS DROWN! WE ARE THE END OF HEAVEN NOW! [Chorus — bigger, layered choir] In the fields of the silver city, He stands silhouetted in the light, While the armies of angels fall around him Like stars in the jaws of the night. And the monsters rise beside him, And the sons of men align, So let heaven break upon us — We were born for this divine war cry. [Final Chorus — key lift feel / huge] In the fields of the silver city, He stands eternal in the blaze, While the wings of heaven burn like paper In the furnace of the damned and brave. And the beasts and men beside him Lift a banner black as time, And the last thing heard in paradise Is our immortal war cry! [Outro — chanted / fading] War cry… War cry… In the silver city… He stands alone. War cry… War cry… And heaven breaks on stone.