[WiP] 🎤 "When Dragons Dream" — Poet (The Contralto Seraph)

🎤 "When Dragons Dream" — Poet (The Contralto Seraph) 🎼 Lyrics [Intro — Ancient Wind, Low Piano, Distant Choir] [Whispered, intimate contralto] Before the crown, before the blade, Before the first god knelt and prayed, The mountains slept beneath the snow... And something dreamed Of long ago. Beneath the stone... Beyond the flame... The world forgets. The dragons dream. [Verse 1 — Restrained Gothic Rock, Intimate Contralto] Beneath a throne of shattered gold, The oldest fire lies asleep. Its bones are buried under kingdoms, Its dreams are older than the deep. The kings have carved their names in marble, The priests have named the stars their own. But time devours the hand that conquers, And moss inherits every throne. I hear the thunder in the bedrock, I taste the ashes on the wind. The dead have never truly vanished. The end is where the roots begin. [Pre-Chorus — Tension Rising, Whispered Doubles] What is a crown to endless winter? What is a god to turning dust? What is a world built out of conquest When all its towers fall to rust? [Drums Enter — Toms, Rising Strings] There is a heartbeat under history. There is a truth beneath the lies. And every age that calls itself eternal Is only sleeping in a dragon's eyes. [Chorus — Explosive Anthemic Rock, Full Band] WHEN DRAGONS DREAM, THE MOUNTAINS TREMBLE! WHEN DRAGONS WAKE, THE HEAVENS BLEED! The crowns of kings become the embers Of a world that dared to call itself free! LET THRONES COLLAPSE! LET OLD GODS WITNESS! LET ASHES BLOOM WHERE EMPIRES FALL! For all the fires buried beneath us Still dream of burning through it all! [Post-Chorus — Gang Vocals, Massive Drums] Oh-oh-oh! The ancient flame! Oh-oh-oh! It knows our names! [Verse 2 — Driving Rock, Rhythmic Gothic Rap] We built our temples out of terror, Called obedience a sacred art. We chained the storm and praised the silence, Then wondered why the heavens turned dark. We dressed our hunger up as honor, We dressed our vengeance up as law. We fed our children myths of glory, Then taught them not to fear the claw. But what is evil to a creature That watched the first suns split the night? What is a monster to the ages When men can make their cruelty righteous? I am the echo of the fallen, The unsung name beneath the stone. I am the question left unanswered When every god has gone alone. And if the world must face its makers, Let it face them without disguise. No prayer can purchase our salvation. No truth survives if truth must lie. [Pre-Chorus 2 — Rising Vocal Intensity, Guitar Build] What is a soul that fears its shadow? What is a flame that fears to burn? What is the worth of endless living If nothing lives enough to learn? [Brief Silence — One Heartbeat] Beneath the ruins... Something turns. [Chorus — Full Anthem, Layered Contralto and Choir] WHEN DRAGONS DREAM, THE MOUNTAINS TREMBLE! WHEN DRAGONS WAKE, THE HEAVENS BLEED! The crowns of kings become the embers Of a world that dared to call itself free! LET THRONES COLLAPSE! LET OLD GODS WITNESS! LET ASHES BLOOM WHERE EMPIRES FALL! For all the fires buried beneath us Still dream of burning through it all! [Post-Chorus — Gang Vocals] Oh-oh-oh! The ancient flame! Oh-oh-oh! It knows our names! [Instrumental Break — Mythic Guitar Solo] [Downtuned guitar riff, thunderous live drums, orchestral brass, soaring melodic lead guitar. Wordless choir rises behind the solo. The rhythm drops to half-time at the end.] [Bridge — Piano, Cello, Bare Contralto] [Spoken, close-miked, almost tender] Perhaps the dragon is no demon. Perhaps the flame is not a sin. Perhaps the beast we buried deepest Is the truth we feared within. We called it savage. We called it god. We made it legend, chained and flawed. But every lie we laid upon it Was a mirror turned toward us. [Whispered, falsetto echo] And if it wakes... [Final Chorus — Harmonic Lift, Maximum Anthemic Impact] WHEN DRAGONS DREAM, THE MOUNTAINS TREMBLE! WHEN DRAGONS WAKE, THE HEAVENS BLEED! Let every fallen star bear witness! Let every soul decide what it will be! LET THRONES COLLAPSE! LET OLD GODS WITNESS! LET NEW FIRES RISE FROM WHAT HAS FALLEN! We are the sparks they thought extinguished! We are the voices no grave could silence! WHEN DRAGONS DREAM, WE GUARD THE EMBERS! WHEN DRAGONS WAKE, WE FACE THE FLAME! No crown can bind the endless ages! No death can make the truth unnamed! [Final Refrain — Contralto Belting, Layered Choir] Oh-oh-oh! The ancient flame! Oh-oh-oh! Remember our names! Oh-oh-oh! Let kingdoms fall! We are the dream beneath them all! [Outro — Instruments Fall Away, Piano and Distant Choir] [Whispered Contralto] The kings are dust. The stars grow cold. The oldest stories still unfold. And under mountains, dark and deep, The fire dreams... But does not sleep. [One distant, thunderous wingbeat] [Barely Audible] Not yet. [End — Abrupt Silence]