(Verse 1) The ceiling groans, the pillars fail, The hollow world is a frozen jail. The King is buried in the mountain’s weight, A human heart against a titan’s fate. No wings of fire, no godly hand, Just fingers clawing through the dirt and sand. Blood on the knuckles, iron in the lung, The final song of the earth is being sung. He isn't a spirit, he isn't a ghost, Just a man abandoned on a dark, deep coast! (Pre-Chorus) The magic is fading, the blue light is dim, The weight of the world is crushing his limbs. But the mind is a fire that the stone cannot kill, The jagged edge of a human will! (Chorus) The Mortal Spark! The breath in the cold! A story of iron that's never been told! I will not vanish! I will not break! I’ll reclaim the life that the shadows would take! No resurrection, no miracle sky, Just a man who refuses to lay down and hide! The Mortal Spark! (Verse 2) Loyria’s voice echoes through the cracks in the roof, Of his survival, she is the proof. She leads the miners and the knights of the guard, Digging through the rubble where the stone is hard. "He’s still breathing!" a soldier cries out, Shattering the silence and the cold, dark doubt. They pull him from the ruins, battered and torn, A King of the earth, anew and reborn. He stands on his feet, though his body is pained, The kingdom is lost, but the man is reclaimed! (Bridge) (The music speeds up—a triumphant, galloping guitar harmony) Not a god! (Human!) Not a myth! (Human!) The strength of the arm and the blood of the kith! The Greatsword is chipped, the armor is black, But the Lord of the Sword is bringing us back! (Guitar Solo) (A grounded, soulful solo. It lacks the "spacey" effects of previous tracks, focusing on raw, bluesy bends and aggressive speed—representing Erik’s physical struggle and triumph.) (Chorus) The Mortal Spark! The breath in the cold! A story of iron that's never been told! I will not vanish! I will not break! I’ll reclaim the life that the shadows would take! The Mortal Spark! (Outro) The mountain is quiet... The King is alive... The era of heroes... Is built to survive. Lord of the Sword! He is only a man! (Sound of Erik taking a deep, ragged breath followed by the cheers of his army as the music fades)
