Verse 1 Beneath the ash, where the winds still howl, The First’s dominion, a shadowed prowl. In the words of power, his whispers ring, A crown of fate, where dark tales cling. Pre-Chorus He walks the path where the Dovah tread, His voice a song for the living and the dead. A thousand lifetimes etched in his gaze, The First Dragonborn, lost in a maze. Chorus Echoes rise, a chorus untamed, Miraak’s will, forever unclaimed. Bending dragons, fate in his hand, A soul of power in the blackened sand. Verse 2 From Hermaeus’ grasp, he dared to flee, A rebel bound by eternity. In the darkest tome, his truths reside, Yet even gods cannot tame his pride. Pre-Chorus He wields the Thu’um, the ancient cry, A force unyielding, that splits the sky. In Apocrypha's grasp, his shadow looms, The Firstborn calls from endless rooms. Chorus Echoes rise, a chorus untamed, Miraak’s will, forever unclaimed. Bending dragons, fate in his hand, A soul of power in the blackened sand. Bridge "All shall kneel before my name, Dragonborn yet, I stake my claim. Fate is mine to twist and weave, The First’s dominion none shall leave." Outro As the tides of fate continue to turn, His words like fire, his will does burn. Miraak stands where the worlds collide, The echoes of the First, forever abide.
