///*****/// [Overture] In the lowest archive beside channels that carry battlefield blood into the buried machine. drops from distant graves travel as red light through roots, converging beneath a wheel engraved with both royal crests. The old war enters on a drumbeat, but another rhythm waits beneath it. [Verse I] They discover the war's dead are the fuel and that the planned final battle will overload the Heartwell beyond recovery. Steel gives every frightened answer the same hard voice, yet the ground receives the blood without asking which language named it. We carry the weight of orders and the quieter weight of doubt. Somewhere beyond the visible battle, a patient hand adjusts the board. [Pre-Chorus] Lyra feels guilty for strategies that placed soldiers where Malrec wanted them; Eldrin recalls orders Vaelor framed as sacred necessity. If conscience is a wound, let it remain open until truth enters. [Chorus] Blood is the key they forged in lies Blood is the road beneath our lives Break every wheel, expose every name No more dead to feed the flame Blood is the key they forged in lies Blood is the road beneath our lives Break every wheel, expose every name No more dead to feed the flame [Verse II] They decide to leave immediately with the map and seal, even though both armies now surround the temple. What seemed like chance reveals a door; what seemed like duty reveals a chain. Every remembered face becomes a witness standing wordlessly behind the choice. The future is not promised, only placed within reach of hands prepared to change. [Bridge] Not fate, not race, not ancient need A ledger measured where we'd bleed The sacred feud, the noble scar Was engineered to keep us at war Let the drums fall back and leave one naked heartbeat in the hall. Let the smallest act of mercy challenge every monumental lie. [Guitar Solo] Begin with the melodic color of drops from distant graves travel as red light through roots; climb through the tension of lyra feels guilty for strategies that placed soldiers where malrec wanted them; let two guitar voices disagree, listen, and finally discover a shared phrase. [Final Chorus] Blood is the key they forged in lies Blood is the road beneath our lives Break every wheel, expose every name No more dead to feed the flame We will not feed tomorrow with the ashes of today. Blood is the key they forged in lies Blood is the road beneath our lives Break every wheel, expose every name No more dead to feed the flame [Coda] Eldrin shoulders his splintered bow Lyra hides the charcoal map within her bandage They climb toward thunder and torchlight Carrying enough truth to end two kingdoms [Echo] drops from distant graves travel as red light through roots, converging beneath a wheel engraved with both royal crests. [Inner Voice] Lyra feels guilty for strategies that placed soldiers where Malrec wanted them; Eldrin recalls orders Vaelor framed as sacred necessity.
