Lyrics:
Like in that prophetic dream, the kingdom was ablaze,
The moon, stained with blood, a silent witness to human craze.
The enemies had come, crossing borders from a forgotten past,
One by one, defenses fell, like dissonant notes that couldn’t last.
In the midst of chaos, a final bastion stood tall,
The last refuge of hope, against the kingdom's fall.
Seraphine, the brave, of the minor third's command,
With unyielding spirit, she made her final stand.
Under a night lit by a rain of enemy arrows, like fleeting stars of death,
She led a desperate counterattack, on the bridge of four pillars, every breath.
Arrows pierced her body, but she pressed on,
Fighting with the fury of a thousand storms until the dawn.
In the midst of chaos, a final bastion stood tall,
The last refuge of hope, against the kingdom's fall.
Seraphine, the brave, of the minor third's command,
With unyielding spirit, she made her final stand.
With pride and honor, Seraphine fell that day,
And with her, all hope seemed to fade away.
But in that crucial moment, allies arrived in time,
Flanking the enemy, turning the tide.
Though the cost was great, the kingdom was saved that night,
The final bastion stood, a beacon of the fight.
With painful memories, but hearts full of pride,
A new beginning dawned, with a heroine's spirit as their guide.
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