[Spoken Intro — cold, echoing, distant] Once… we walked beside Him. Not as soldiers, but as companions. As His first and truest children. Now we stand in silence… before a father who can no longer speak. [Verse 1 – slow, hollow, mourning] We were guardians of His laughter, keepers of His dawn-lit halls, children shaped from golden fire to rise whenever He called. No blade could break our purpose, no storm could dim His flame— but the galaxy shattered and whispered our shame. [Refrain — soft, aching] A lost dream meant to protect… A lost dream meant to protect… [Verse 2 – guitars swell, tension builds] We remember how He spoke to us— not as weapons, but as minds. We were His counsel, His companions, the guardians of His grand design. But now the Throne devours Him day by slow unending day, and we stand watch in guilt and shadow as His golden light decays. [Pre-Chorus – whispered, theatrical] We failed Him once. We fail Him still. Immortal flesh bound to an unending will. [Chorus – powerful, rising, metal] In the echoing halls of a broken age, We carve our penance into gilded cage. We are perfect warriors in a world misset— bound to a lost dream meant to protect. (echo) …meant to protect… [Verse 3 – heavier, dramatic] We watched the Warmaster strike Him down, felt the galaxy collapse in pain. When Terra bled beneath our feet, we knew we’d never rise again. So we sealed the Palace from the stars, locked ourselves in silent vow— to guard His failing mortal shell, though He cannot hear us now. [Refrain — louder, grief-filled] A lost dream meant to protect… A lost dream meant to protect… [Bridge – half spoken, half sung, deeply theatrical] We were sculpted for His future— a future now entombed. We were forged for His empire— an empire now consumed. We were shaped to stand beside Him, not as wardens of His remains… But the Throne is now our father, and its silence holds our chains. [Final Chorus – full metal storm, tragic grandeur] In the shadow of the Emperor’s fall, We stand eternal against the wall. No peace, no rest, no purpose left— only a lost dream meant to protect.
