The Honor Burns [F. Primordial]

(Intro – percussion and distant choir) Dies irae… Gloria fortis… The skies ignite — And I am the flame they feared to name. (Verse 1) I walk the ruins of the crown, No gods above, no masters down. The air itself bends to my breath, The stars remember what they left. No sword, no spell, no vow remains — Only the truth that fire contains. To burn is not to end, but learn: That honor lives in how we burn. (Pre-Chorus) The earth shakes beneath my call, The towers break, the empires fall. Through every death, I see the spark — A light that thrives beyond the dark. (Chorus) The Honor burns — and through the flame I rise! My voice commands the end of false disguise! The Honor burns — and justice claims the air! All fear dissolves — for truth is laid bare! (Choir erupts: “Gloria in victoria! Pax per ignem!” — Glory in victory! Peace through fire!) (Verse 2) I am no savior, I am the proof, That mercy wears a blade as truth. Each soul I freed returns as light, Their names reborn in endless night. The world kneels not from pain or loss, But awe before the fire’s cross. And from my voice the skies proclaim: The honor burns — eternal flame! (Bridge – percussion only, ritualistic) (Whispered chant, echoed by drums) Blood to fire. Flesh to light. Fear to silence. Justice to sight. (Drums rise — choir swells — explosion of sound) (Final Chorus) The Honor burns — and heaven bends to see! No chains remain, no throne above me! The Honor burns — the end, the start, the call! One truth remains: I am the fire of all! (Choir ascends into pure harmony — “Et lux aeterna victa est!” / “And eternal light has won!”) (Outro – soft, orchestral fade) Ashes fall like sacred rain, The world reborn — without my name. The Honor burns… and I remain.