**(Verse 1)** I stand beneath the Gallian sky, Sketchbook open, rifle by my side. They call me son of a hero’s name, But I’m just a man who’d rather watch the rain. Squad Seven marches through the fields we’ll claim, Treads of Edelweiss cut the mud and flame. Every bloom that’s crushed beneath our boots, Reminds me what we’re fighting to preserve. **(Pre-Chorus)** The Empire’s shadow stretches long and cold, But in these hearts I see a fire worth more than gold. **(Chorus)** For Gallia, for the ones who laugh and bleed, I’ll steer this iron flower through the darkest need. From the forests deep to the mountain’s crown, We’ll paint the sky in freedom’s blue again. Edelweiss, carry us home, Through the thunder, through the unknown. I may not be my father’s blazing sword, But I’ll protect this land with everything I’m for. **(Verse 2)** Alicia’s smile cuts sharper than the shells, Isara’s quiet strength keeps the engine well. I see the Darcsen scars they try to hide, And wonder why fear always chooses sides. I’d rather study beetles in the grass, Than count the friends we lose as seasons pass. But when the order comes and dawn breaks red, I lift my hand and lead where duty said. **(Pre-Chorus)** The world keeps turning, flowers bloom and die, Yet here we stand—together we defy. **(Chorus)** For Gallia, for the ones who laugh and bleed, I’ll steer this iron flower through the darkest need. From the forests deep to the mountain’s crown, We’ll paint the sky in freedom’s blue again. Edelweiss, carry us home, Through the thunder, through the unknown. I may not be my father’s blazing sword, But I’ll protect this land with everything I’m for. **(Bridge)** If peace is just a dream we chase through smoke, Then let me wake to find the war has broke. No more graves beneath the cherry trees, Just quiet days and open skies for all of these… **(Final Chorus – softer, then building)** For Gallia… for every soul that calls it home, We’ll lay these weary guns down when the fighting’s done. Edelweiss, rest your treads at last, Let the wildflowers cover up the past. I’m just a boy who loved the world too much, To let it burn beneath an iron touch. **(Outro)** So here I stand… Lieutenant Welkin Gunther… Sketching hope where the battle once ran.
