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Lore lyrics in songs with styles that reflect the characteristics of the character in question.

Lyrics:
The Era Meteors fell like tears across the silver sky
A decade spent in battle, in the blinking of an eye
The King of Demons fallen, the castle turned to dust
The swords are put in scabbards, and the shields begin to rust
Himmel’s smile was radiant, Eisen stood so tall
Heiter raised a glass to the peace that found us all
"Just ten years," she whispered, "a fleeting little spark"
Unaware that light would leave her wandering in the dark
For an elf, a century is but a summer’s nap
Just a tiny, blurry line upon a cosmic map.

But the clocks of men are frantic, they beat like hummingbird wings
She didn't hear the melody the passing season sings
Until the blue-haired hero lay beneath the heavy stone
And she stood amidst the flowers, feeling suddenly alone.

Oh, Frieren the Slayer, with the starlight in your hair
Walking through the centuries like you’re breathing different air
Collecting "useless" magic, and the spells of field and flower
While the empires rise to glory and they crumble in an hour
You’re looking for a grimoire, or a way to say goodbye
Underneath the cold expanse of the northern winter sky
From the Holy City gates to the shores of Aureole
The longest journey ever taken by a quiet soul.

Now there’s a girl beside her, with a staff and purple hair
Fern is counting seconds, while Frieren doesn't care
"We’re waking up at sunrise," but the mage is sleeping in
Life is measured differently when you’ve seen what’s always been
They meet a boy named Stark, with the dragon’s blood inside
The ghost of Master Eisen is the shadow at his side
No more the "Hero’s Party," but the legacy remains
In the way they cast their shadows, in the way they break the chains.

"Aura, weigh your spirit," the scales begin to tilt
Five hundred years of mana, and a throne of demon guilt
She doesn't need to boast, she doesn't need to lie
She’s the last thing that the monsters see before they fade and die
A "coward" or a "genius," or a "merciless machine"
But she’s just a girl who’s missing things she should have clearly seen
Like the ring upon her finger, and the way he looked at her
Before the colors of his memory started getting blur.

Oh, Frieren the Slayer, with the starlight in your hair
Walking through the centuries like you’re breathing different air
Collecting "useless" magic, and the spells of field and flower
While the empires rise to glory and they crumble in an hour
You’re looking for a grimoire, or a way to say goodbye
Underneath the cold expanse of the northern winter sky
From the Holy City gates to the shores of Aureole
The longest journey ever taken by a quiet soul.

The flower field is blooming, just like Himmel said it would
She’s learning how to love him, like she never understood
It’s a walk toward the heavens, where the old companions wait
To tell the hero everything, before it gets too late
Just a mage on a mission, through the forest and the snow
With a thousand years behind her, and a long, long way to go. (A long, long way to go...) (Just a blink of an eye...)