Verse 1 Hear now, friends, and gather near, A tale of forge and flame, Of Ravenford, the river’s pride, Where legends earn their name. There Rurik at his anvil stands, A hammer in his hand— And every strike upon the steel Rings truth across the land. Verse 2 Beside him dwells fair Elara, With grace as soft as dew. She steadies him through storm and night, Her heart both strong and true. They say her song can calm a blade, Her touch can ease the fire— For in her voice lies quiet strength, And all that love inspires. Refrain Oh Ravenford, proud Ravenford, Where sparks like starlight fly— Your forge still shapes the fate of kings, Your smoke still crowns the sky. Oh Ravenford, bold Ravenford, Where steel meets destiny— A mystic sword was born within Your ancient smithery. Verse 3 One moonlit eve the fires roared, And winds in circles swirled. The iron glowed like dragon’s breath As Rurik shaped the world. Some swear the blade held starborn flame, Some whisper gods had stirred— But those who watched saw love and will In every stroke they heard. Verse 4 So lift your cups to Rurik’s name And to his lady fair— For Ravenford stands proud today Through craft the two shall share. And should dark shadows cross the realm, Let none forget this lore: The sword that gleams in heroes’ hands Was forged on Ravenford’s shore. Bridge [Whispering voice] Hush now, traveler—keep this close, For tales grow dim with time… Yet Ravenford’s light never fades— It lives in forge and rhyme. Final Refrain Oh Ravenford, proud Ravenford, Where sparks like starlight fly— Your forge still shapes the fate of kings, Your smoke still crowns the sky. Oh Ravenford, bold Ravenford, Where steel meets destiny— The mystic blade, by love made bright, Shines through eternity.
