Verse 1 Steel in his heartbeat, fire in his stride, Gamlas leaves the Silver Tower standing tall with pride. Ancient winds are calling him, their voices sharp and clear— “Climb the peaks of Graypeak, for the Talisman lies near!” Through haunted fields and broken stone, he marches without rest, A lone and rising thunder—fate burning in his chest. Verse 2 The storm breaks hard around him, the shadows bite and roar, But every step is battle-born, each breath a warrior’s war. For tales speak of a hidden cave where timeless power sleeps, Where iron hearts are tested and only courage reaches deep. And Gamlas knows the darkness waits, the mountain watching cold— It weighs the worth of heroes, the truth of hearts made bold. Refrain Ride, Gamlas, ride! Let your fury shake the land! Through steel and storm, Hold the weapon in your hand! Fight, Gamlas, fight! Let the mountain hear your flame— For the Talisman will answer To the bravest of your name! Verse 3 Graypeak stands like an iron god, its cliffs like titan shields, Echoing the battles of forgotten, bloodied fields. Gamlas climbs with blazing eyes, his pulse a battle drum— He knows that in this frozen height his reckoning must come. Old spirits rise in swirling snows, like whispers forged from war, They watch him with relentless gaze—“Prove what you’re fighting for.” Verse 4 Then lightning splits the heavens as he reaches jagged stone, A hidden rift of darkness carved in ages long unknown. The cave breathes out a power vast, a cold immortal roar— A challenge to the fearless, a warning to the core. He steps inside with lifted blade, defying ancient dread— For he is Gamlas, mountain-born, and fear itself he’ll shed. Bridge Let thunder crown the chosen, Let shadows break and fall— A hero forged in fire Will rise above them all. Where weak hearts turn to echo, His turns to steel and cry— For legends walk the mountains When mortal men defy. Refrain [final, heavier] Ride, Gamlas, ride! Let your fury shake the land! Through steel and storm, Hold the weapon in your hand! Fight, Gamlas, fight! Let the mountain hear your flame— For the Talisman will answer To the power of your name! Ride, warrior, ride! Your legend starts tonight— On Graypeak’s crown of thunder, Where shadows fall to light!