[INTRO — very low male voices, distant choir, sparse ceremonial percussion] [VERSE 1] [Narrator voice] Ancient magic And dragon's fire A tale most tragic Did transpire A brotherhood Once harmonious Broken for good By doctrine erroneous [VERSE 2] [Male voice 1] One swore the flame Was theirs to keep [Male voice 2] One claimed the dark Was theirs to reap [Narrator voice] Two ancient oaths Two sacred claims One kingdom split Between their names [PRE-CHORUS] [Voice 1] White against black [Voice 2] Light against night [Narrator Voice] Each called the other Enemy by right Two halves divided Two banners raised Two truths corrupted Through endless days [CHORUS] [FULL CHOIR] CALL THE DRAGONS SOUND THE DRUM Let every faithless brother come Raise the banners Draw the blade Let blood repay the vows betrayed Ancient magic Dragon's breath A brotherhood now sworn to death One must conquer One must fall There can be only ONE AT ALL [VERSE 2] [Narrator voice] Generations Learned the lie Before they learned The reason why Sons inherited Their fathers' scars And called them truth And called them ours No living soul Could name the day The first offense Was cast their way [Voice 1] Still white wore white [Voice 2] And black wore black [Narrator Voice] And neither dared To wander back [CHOIR 1] LIGHT! [CHOIR 2] SHADOW! [CHOIR 1] FIRE! [CHOIR 2] NIGHT! [Voice 1] Yang! [Voice 2] Eum! [Voice 1] YANG! [Voice 2] EUM! [Voice 1] YANG! [Voice 2] EUM! [FULL CHOIR] YANG! EUM! YANG! EUM! YANG! EUM! [Voices overlap until the words become almost indistinguishable] [FULL CHOIR] One must conquer One must fall One must [COMPLETE SILENCE] [Single Voice] Why must there be one at all? [quiet instrumental] [Narrator Voice] The oldest stone Beneath the throne Bore neither mark They'd claimed their own White curved through black Black crossed through white Not two old crests One ancient rite [BRIDGE] [Whispered] [voice 1] Yang [voice 2] Eum [voice 1] Not enemy [voice 2] Not opposite [Both] Taegeuk [Orchestra begins rebuilding] The flame was never White or black Each held the half The other lacked What one called darkness One called light But neither one Had read it right Not purity Not victory Not one erased From history Two forces turning Endlessly Not you or me But we [FINAL CHORUS] [Full choir] CALL THE DRAGONS SOUND THE DRUM Not for the battle For what we've become Lower the banners Sheathe the blade No blood can mend The vows betrayed EUM! YANG! No longer torn! EUM! YANG! The whole reborn! Ancient magic Dragon's fire Two voices rising Ever higher What we divided We reclaim Two ancient forces One sacred flame [FINAL CHOIR — enormous, rhythmic] EUM! YANG! EUM! YANG! TAEGEUK! [OUTRO — return to the quiet opening melody] Ancient magic And dragon's fire A tale most tragic Did transpire Two brothers fought To stand alone And found the truth... Was always whole
