[Instrumental Intro] [Atmospheric, lo-fi Dungeon Synth. Drone bass note, slow, mournful synthetic flute, fading into a sudden, driving 16th-note Dark Synthwave bassline with a massive gated snare] [Verse 1: The Calling & The Guide] From Domrémy, the frequencies arise A peasant girl with lightning in her eyes Through the dark woods, the holy voices hum The age of iron and the synth has come Beside her stands Jean de Metz, loyal and bold Guarding her path through the winter cold With Poulengy they ride through the enemy lines Guided by portents and celestial signs [Chorus] [Catchy, high-energy, heavy synth-pop melody] Raise the white banner into the night! Fleur-de-lis burning, a neon light! Through the dark ages, the synthesizer screams Joan of Arc waking the kingdom from dreams! Fire in her soul, steel in her hand The Maid of Orléans will reclaim the land! [Verse 2: The Siege of Orléans] The Loire is bleeding, the city's in chains The English wolves are flooding the plains But Jean de Dunois, the Bastard of fame Stands by the Maid and calls out her name They cross the river in a flashing red haze Setting the bastions and forts ablaze With arrows of neon and axes of chrome They drive the invaders away from her home! [Chorus] [Catchy, high-energy] Raise the white banner into the night! Fleur-de-lis burning, a neon light! Through the dark ages, the synthesizer screams Joan of Arc waking the kingdom from dreams! Fire in her soul, steel in her hand The Maid of Orléans will reclaim the land! [Instrumental Break - Dungeon Synth Bridge] [Tempo drops slightly. Heavy cathedral organ patches layer over an aggressive synth arpeggio, building tension] [Verse 3: The Blood of Jargeau] Now north to Jargeau, the momentum grows The Duke of Alençon, her "fair duke," knows The walls must fall to the rhythmic beat Of ten thousand boots on the cobblestone street A stone strikes her helmet, she falls to the floor But rises instantly, crying for war! Alençon follows her blade through the smoke As the heavy spine of the enemy broke! [Verse 4: The Fury of Patay] The plains of Patay are wide and cold Where the tales of the terrifying English are told But La Hire is raging, a mad But La Hire is raging, a madman of war With Gilles de Rais, a shadow of horror and lore Before the longbows can even align The French cavalry strikes like a glitch in design La Hire splits the vanguard, Gilles slashes the flank As the English army completely sank! [Chorus] [Catchy, maximum energy] Raise the white banner into the night! Fleur-de-lis burning, a neon light! Through the dark ages, the synthesizer screams Joan of Arc waking the kingdom from dreams! Fire in her soul, steel in her hand The Maid of Orléans will reclaim the land! [Guitar-Style Synth Solo] [A screaming, distorted synthesizer solo mimicking a heavy metal guitar, backed by driving Retrowave beats] [Verse 5: The Coronation at Reims] The five companions now stand in the hall Where the holy oil and the synth-chords fall King Charles is crowned in a gothic glow As the cathedral pipe organs deeply blow But the voices whisper of a darker fate Of betrayal and fire outside the gate The triumph is sweet, but the shadows loom Moving the pieces toward her doom. [Bridge: The Pyre at Rouen] [Tempo slows down, drums become heavy and tribal, dark ambient synth pads] Captured at Compiègne, sold for gold The ultimate heresy, falsely told In the square of Rouen, the stakes are piled high The smoke rises up to the cyberpunk sky "Jesus!" she cries as the analog burns But the wheel of her legend forever turns... [Outro Chorus] [Full orchestration, maximum vocal layer, soaring heights] Raise the white banner, she never died! The five companions still march by her side! Through the dark centuries, her frequency rings Louder than empires, louder than kings! Fire in her soul, immortal and grand The Maid of Orléans, the ghost of the land! [Outro] [The driving beat slowly strips away. Only a cold, melancholic Dungeon Synth arpeggio remains, slowly fading into dynamic analog hiss and silence]
