[⛓️Verse I — “Beneath the Moon Unseen”] In shadow’s hush where stars decay, A lord once rose where light gives way, Heolstor walks the midnight path, A crown of dusk, a will of wrath. No trumpet sang, no herald wept, He swore his vow while mortals slept. The Lords of Day, in scorn, defied— Yet Night endured where gods had died. [🌒Chorus — “Bow to the Lord of Hollowed Skies”] Heolstor reigns where silence bleeds, A sovereign borne of shattered creeds. O mournful moon, O whispering blade, In veils of black his throne was made. Raise no sun and speak no lie— The Night Lord sees with a watching eye. [⚔️Verse II — “The Pact of Shadows”] He drank the dark from Elden veins, Where death remembers all its chains. With ghost-wrought steel and sable flame, He carved his sigil through the shame. No golden grace nor Erdtree’s claim, Could break the oath or dim his name. The stars themselves, in fear, did drift— For Night had found its final gift. [🌘Bridge — “The Silent Ascension”] In catacombs and cursed domains, Where sleep forgets and madness reigns, Heolstor waits with patience grim, The duskbound hymn belongs to him. He does not beg, nor does he plead, He sows the dark with ancient seed. One day the world will dream his dream— And wake to find no dawn, no gleam. [🌑Final Chorus — “The Night is Lord Eternal”] Heolstor reigns, the void his pyre, A king who walks through dusk and mire. No grace shall break, no flame consume, The Night Lord’s path—the world’s last gloom. So cast your gold, your sunlit lie— The Night is crowned. And gods must die.
