Dreamer Beneath The Dragon's Wing

Words Forged Beautifully By Rikki Morningstar ☾𓆩🐉🔥𓆪☽ ☾𓆩🐉🔥𓆪☽ ☾𓆩🐉🔥𓆪☽ ☾𓆩🐉🔥𓆪☽ ☾𓆩🐉🔥𓆪☽ ☾𓆩🐉🔥𓆪☽ ☾𓆩🐉🔥𓆪☽ [Intro – / Frame Drums] Hen ñuhon lenton, Helaena… Hen ñuhon ānogron… Āeksio se āeksia, perzys se ēdruta… Zaldrīzes ēngos ñuhys. Under the roots of the old black tree, you whisper of things no man can see. Moths at the window, blood in the rain, you speak of tomorrow before comes the pain. [Verse I] They call you gentle, they call you strange, while kingdoms rot and the seasons change. But I have watched those distant eyes follow the cracks between earth and sky. You cradle insects within your hands, while kings spill blood across stolen lands. And every riddle beneath your breath sounds like a warning carried by death. I have one eye, yet you see more than every lord who walks this floor. [Pre-Chorus – Folk Strings Rising] Tell me, sister, what waits beyond? What moves beneath the dragon’s song? You turn your face toward things unseen, my quiet sister, my haunted queen. [Chorus] Dreamer beneath the dragon’s wing, you hear the dead before they sing. Silver hair in the candle flame, the gods themselves remember your name. Helaena! Helaena! No crown could hold what lives in you. Helaena! Helaena! Your broken dreams are coming true. Ñuha mandia, ñuha vēzos, īlon issi ānogro hen perzys. Zaldrīzes buzdari iksos daor! You are the dream they cannot kill. [Verse II – Heavier Guitars / War Drums] I was forged beneath a sapphire light, made myself a blade for the coming night. Vhagar answers when I command, fire and death sleep in my hand. But you need neither sword nor flame. You speak a word, and fate knows your name. While our brother wears his golden crown, you watch the towers burning down. Perhaps you saw what none believed, every grave before we grieved. And I wonder when you look at me, what ending in your eyes you see. [Pre-Chorus II – Female Whisper Behind Aemond] Do you see the lake? Do you see the flame? Do you see a prince without his name? If you know my ending, do not speak tonight. Let me remain your brother until morning light. [Chorus] Dreamer beneath the dragon’s wing, you hear the dead before they sing. Silver hair in the candle flame, the gods themselves remember your name. Helaena! Helaena! No crown could hold what lives in you. Helaena! Helaena! Your broken dreams are coming true. Ñuha mandia, ñuha vēzos, īlon issi ānogro hen perzys. Zaldrīzes buzdari iksos daor! You are the dream they cannot kill. [Pagan Folk Interlude – Tagelharpa / Flute / Frame Drum] Drējī… drējī… Helaena… Ēdruta hen jelmāzmo… Perzys hen ānogro… Se zaldrīzes hen prūmȳsa… [Bridge – Aemond Alone / Almost Spoken] If I could tear prophecy from your bones, I would feed every omen to Vhagar. If I could silence the gods for you, I would burn their temples stone by stone. You were never made for war. Yet war came crawling into your chambers. So let them call me kinslayer. Let them curse the sapphire in my eye. But should the darkness reach for you... it will find me first. [Breakdown] PERZYS! For the blood of the dragon! ĀNOGAR! For the blood of our name! ZALDRĪZES! Let the old wings rise! Daorun kostagon Helaena gōntan! Daorun kostagon ēdrurī morghūljagon! [Final Chorus] Dreamer beneath the dragon’s wing, now I hear the warnings sing. Gold will blacken, towers will fall, and you already witnessed it all. Helaena! Helaena! Soft as snow and old as doom. Helaena! Helaena! A silver moth in a burning room. Ñuha mandia, ñuha vēzos, perzys iksos isse īlva ānogar. Zaldrīzes ēngos ñuhys. And if your dreams become the night... I will be the dragon guarding your light. [Outro] Helaena… You saw the ashes before we lit the flame. Helaena… And perhaps... you saw me burning with them.