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[LYRICS_START]
[intro]
Whispers rise like smoke from shattered gates—
A chill that crawls over steel and stone.
The sky turns bruised; the horizon waits—
A storm of blood is yet to be sown.

[verse]
Kaelen steps upon the field, his boots a thunderclap,
His voice a blade that cuts through doubt.
“Rise!” he shouts, and every heart takes a pact,
To stand with him where fire meets the night’s shout.

The banners flare like embers in a blaze,
Each man sees his own name reflected there.
In his eyes—cold amber, no one dares to gaze—
Yet hope flickers bright beneath that glare.

[pre-chorus]
From his back the Malice glows, obsidian heart aflame,
A jagged promise of a world reclaimed.
The Starbreaker Gauntlet tightens on his wrist,
Claws forged from darkness that can’t be dismissed.

Ensnaring every foe who dares to cross its path—
They feel the sting of a thousand spectral wrath.

[chorus]
Dominion holds their lines like broken glass,
The air is thick with fear and iron’s scent.
Kaelen's roar turns thunder into mass—
A tide of warriors, unbroken, intent.

Every shout, every heartbeat—synchronized in war,
His presence reshapes the very art of defense:
We strike as one, for the Abyss we’re sworn,
In his name, we find our vengeance immense.

[verse]
A quiet after the storm, the dust settles slow,
Victory’s taste lingers on the tongue of men.
They look to him again; the fire in their eyes grows,
Their loyalty hardens like the iron within their ken.

He whispers not of glory but of purpose deep—
“Remember why we fight,” he says, “the dream is ours.”
The war drums pause, and for a moment sleep—
They feel no fear, only unbroken hearts’ powers.

[bridge]
A duality that swirls in every step: the awe of a king,
And terror that cuts deeper than any blade.
His voice is thunder; his presence is a thing—
The battle’s pulse, both light and shade.

They feel the surge, the weight of all they’ve lost,
Yet still he stands, a figure carved in frost.

[breakdown]
Silence falls like a curtain over the field.
Echoes of steel, the taste of blood—
A cost that’s heavy, a future sealed—
In each soldier’s chest, a memory kept, a promise built.

The weight of power: a soul that must be paid,
A war that ends not in peace but in new shade.

[final chorus]
Now the drums roar louder, the skies ignite—
Dominion's walls shudder beneath his mighty power.
[LYRICS_END]