[Intro] (Low whisper, distant choir) Tell me a story... About a kingdom that stayed clean. Tell me about the hero... Who history didn't bury. [Verse 1] Every saint leaves footprints in the sand, Every tyrant carves their name in stone. The blood dries slower than the blessing, Fear survives when love has flown. Raise another statue to the righteous, Watch the moss consume the face. But every scar upon the skyline Still remembers hate's embrace. Children learn the names of monsters, Long before they know the kind. Darkness writes with burning letters— Light is scribbled in the margins of the mind. [Pre-Chorus] Tell me... Who remembers every hand that healed? Who remembers every soul concealed? But everyone recalls the blade... [Chorus] Heroes only live in fairy tales, Where the dragons always fall. Out here shadows write the endings, Darkness signs its name on all. One brave heart can save a lifetime, One cruel hand can poison centuries. Good may bloom in quiet gardens... But evil builds the world's memorials. [Verse 2] Every war has thousand saviors, None engraved on broken steel. Yet every butcher earns a chapter, Every nightmare earns a seal. The bells ring out for liberation, Then silence swallows every tone. But screams echo through generations— Fear never dies alone. Truth is buried under banners, Justice underneath the crown. History kneels before the victor, Not the ones who held the line. [Bridge] (Spoken over rising instrumentation) Maybe evil never wins... Maybe it simply refuses to disappear. Like smoke in old cathedral walls... Like ash beneath fresh snow. Heroes spend their lives building tomorrow... Monsters only need one night To haunt forever. (Instrumental swell) [Final Chorus] (Higher intensity) Heroes only live in fairy tales, Where the innocent survive. Here the wolves inherit kingdoms, While the shepherds fade with time. Every candle fights the darkness... Every sunrise breaks the night... Yet history remembers every shadow Long before it speaks of light. [Outro] (Soft, haunting) Perhaps the greatest victory... Was never conquering evil at all. Perhaps... It was choosing to stand... Knowing... No one would remember your name.
