The Echoes Of A World Forlorn (Cover)

The split of good, a broken dream, Where shadows stir and whispers scream, Civil wars now burn the land, The brotherhood must make its stand. Hunters fall, no more they rise, Scattered faith beneath dark skies, The guild once proud now under siege, The tower casts its shadowed reach. Verse 1 The strong will lead, the weak will break, The blessing claimed for power’s sake, A divine symbol worn with pride, The weight of faith, a heavy tide. But in the silence chills are felt, A creeping fear where shadows melt, A family torn, a life undone, The path they walk is never won. A warning came, a ghostly tale, Of hearts gone dark and faces pale, A demon’s grasp, a turning sin, The darkness calls to pull them in. Chorus The brotherhood, divided, torn, The echoes of a world forlorn, Through shadows deep, through fires cold, They march toward fate already sold. A family hides, the light grows dim, The shadow hums a haunted hymn, The power claims—but at what cost? In darkness bound, forever lost. Verse 2 He stands uneasy, burdened great, The future dark, the twisted fate, A kingdom built on blood and stone, Yet still he stands, and stands alone. The guild once mighty now undone, The brotherhood’s war never won, The hunters gone, the faith once bright, Now flickers low through endless night. But then a twist, a chilling sound, A creeping presence circles round, A shadow whispers, clawing near, A demon’s mark, a soul to fear. Chorus The brotherhood, divided, torn, The echoes of a world forlorn, Through shadows deep, through fires cold, They march toward fate already sold. A family hides, the light grows dim, The shadow hums a haunted hymn, The power claims—but at what cost? In darkness bound, forever lost. Bridge The crazed are called, the fury grows, A twisted path where madness flows, The demons rise, the light will fade, A sacrifice, a price is paid. Through shattered roads, through blood and flame, The brotherhood will stake its claim, But in the end what will remain? A broken world in endless pain. Verse 3 The tower stands, a haunted place, Where shadows move with fear’s embrace, The family hides, their hearts in dread, The demon’s hand, its fingers spread. But he will fight with soul and might, The brotherhood, the darkened light, The power swells, the future calls, And in the end the kingdom falls. Final Chorus The brotherhood, divided, torn, The echoes of a world forlorn, Through shadows deep, through fires cold, They march toward fate already sold. A family hides, the light grows dim, The shadow hums a haunted hymn, The power claims—but at what cost? In darkness bound, forever lost. Outro The brotherhood, divided, torn, The echoes of a world forlorn, Through shadows deep, through fires cold, They march toward fate already sold. The brotherhood, divided, torn, The echoes of a world forlorn, Through shadows deep, through fires cold, They march toward fate already sold. The brotherhood, divided, torn, The echoes of a world forlorn, Through shadows deep, through fires cold, They march toward fate already sold.