Verse 1 [Haunting, restrained, intimate vocals over atmospheric clean guitars and cello] Every morning breaks with iron skies, Hands on the oars till the daylight dies. Salt in my wounds, blood on my skin, Still I row where the storms begin. You walk the shore with a raven’s grace, Never once looking into my face. I’m just another forgotten hand, Lost in the crowd where the low men stand. Pre-Chorus [Building intensity, yearning vocals with swelling strings and heavier guitars] You wear your pride like polished steel, A heart no hammer dares to heal. You dream of crowns… of a royal throne While I fight every war alone. Chorus [Huge emotional chorus, soaring melodic vocals with layered harmonies and full band] I pull against an endless tide, While your horizon drifts from mine. Every stroke just feeds the sea, But never carries you to me. The river knows what I can’t say, It steals my strength and gives no way. Still these worn hands refuse to break… For a heart that never wakes. Verse 2 [More determined vocals, pain turning into resolve] The king rides high in silver and gold, His promises bought, his victories sold. I carry the shield, I carry the weight, Yet fate still bars the hero’s gate. Your eyes are fixed on a jeweled crown, Never the man who won’t back down. I’d trade tomorrow, I’d trade my breath, Just to be worthy before my death. Pre-Chorus [Louder, more urgent, orchestral tension rising] Mock these scars across my hands, They’re the price no noble understands. The sea knows every vow I’ve made… And it remembers every blade. Chorus [Even bigger, emotionally desperate, layered harmonies and cinematic orchestra] I pull against an endless tide, While your horizon drifts from mine. Every stroke just feeds the sea, But never carries you to me. The river knows what I can’t say, It steals my strength and gives no way. Still these worn hands refuse to break… For a heart that never wakes. Bridge [Rapid-fire, aggressive rhythmic vocals over galloping drums and chugging guitars] Every wave keeps calling my name! Every scar burns into my veins! Every mile! Every fight! Every dawn! Every night! Pull till my hands are torn apart! Pull with the weight inside my heart! No king! No crown! No easy sea! Only the man I’ll choose to be! Gods can judge me when I’m gone! I won’t stop till the last oar’s drawn! Steel may break—but never bend! Row… until… the end! Final Outro [Music fades to waves and distant war drums; lone haunting voice, almost whispered] One day… You’ll know my name. One day… You’ll know my name.
