[Instrumental Intro] [Verse 1] Years of war, now left behind, Blood once spilled has turned to time. Fields of green where ashes lay, Children laugh where swords once swayed. The king who ruled with heart so bold, A guiding light in halls of gold. His name a song in every tongue, A reign of peace from war begun. [Verse 2] Through castle halls, I walk at night, Memories carved in candlelight. The banners high, they softly wave, But shadows grow with whispers grave. They speak of change, they plot and scheme, The end of all we dared to dream. The golden age begins to fade, As daggers lurk behind the blade. [Pre-Chorus] Nothing lasts forevermore, Not the crown, nor peace, nor war. The tides will turn, the winds will rise, A silent dread behind my eyes. [Chorus] This is the calm before the storm, The final breath before the mourn. A king so just, a heart so pure, Yet whispers call of what’s in store. The land we love, the home we built, Could fall beneath betrayal’s guilt. And I, a knight, with oath still sworn, Stand helpless in the coming storm. [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] The king still smiles, so unaware, His weary hands, his silver hair. He does not see the shifting tide, The poisoned hearts, the loss of pride. The feast still flows, the people cheer, Yet in my chest, I feel the fear. A reign so bright, a dream so vast, Yet even mountains crack at last. [Verse 4] I see the signs, the fading light, The final days before the fight. If I should speak, would they believe? Or call me mad, bid me to leave? But duty binds, I stand my ground, Though treason roams and plots abound. The dawn may bring a crown undone, And I must face what must be done. [Pre-Chorus] Nothing lasts forevermore, Not the crown, nor peace, nor war. The tides will turn, the winds will rise, A silent dread behind my eyes. [Chorus] This is the calm before the storm, The final breath before the mourn. A king so just, a heart so pure, Yet whispers call of what’s in store. The land we love, the home we built, Could fall beneath betrayal’s guilt. And I, a knight, with oath still sworn, Stand helpless in the coming storm. [Long Guitar Solo] [Pre-Chorus] Nothing lasts forevermore, Not the crown, nor peace, nor war. The tides will turn, the winds will rise, A silent dread behind my eyes. [Chorus] This is the calm before the storm, The final breath before the mourn. A king so just, a heart so pure, Yet whispers call of what’s in store. The land we love, the home we built, Could fall beneath betrayal’s guilt. And I, a knight, with oath still sworn, Stand helpless in the coming storm. [End]
