[Verse] Tusker limps through the crimson tide Each step a story His pride denied Blade in hand The steel feels numb The warrior's heart beats like a war drum [Prechorus] The stars above They whisper low Through the ash and the ember's glow [Chorus] Magma waits in the tent of light Her hands to heal Her eyes so bright Through a sea of blood He’s come so far A wounded boar beneath the stars [Verse 2] The battlefield echoes A ghostly choir Smoke curling up like a funeral pyre He stumbles But his grip won’t fade Dreams of Magma pull the blade [Prechorus] The night grows heavy The air turns still A vision burns Her touch Her will [Chorus] Magma waits in the tent of light Her hands to heal Her eyes so bright Through a sea of blood He’s come so far A wounded boar beneath the stars