TV 014 – The Second War of Ascension | The Torn Void

(Verse 1) In Reclamation Age the old wars start to break, Across the fractured systems all the empires shake, No single war was named as history split in two, Each faction shaped the truth from everything they knew. (Verse 2) When Synod hands reached deep into the Core Gate design, The fractured routes collapsed where broken futures align, No order held its form across the widening seam, Each civilisation drowned inside its separate dream. (Chorus) This was not one war but many in the dark, Each voice became a flame that tried to leave its mark, No faction saw the whole, only pieces torn apart, And every truth was sharpened like a blade upon the heart. (Verse 3) The Lunar Clans moved silent through the broken void, While Cartel paths and trade routes were quickly destroyed, Neutral courts recorded laws that slowly fell away, As memory itself decayed and lost its shape that day. (Verse 4) Beneath it all the Godengine stirred at the core, A question no civilisation could answer anymore, The Breach and Fracture echoed through the endless night, And every empire questioned what was wrong and what was right. (Chorus) This was not one war but many in the dark, Each voice became a flame that tried to leave its mark, No faction saw the whole, only pieces torn apart, And every truth was sharpened like a blade upon the heart. (Bridge) The Accord called it correction shaped in light, The Synod called it structure breaking through the night, The Hunters bound it tightly in a vow of endless war, The Dominion let it fracture into something more. (Outro) The Second War of Ascension never truly ends, It folds through broken time and never fully bends, No history remains untouched or clean or pure, Only echoes of the wound that will endure.