Ancients

(Verse 1) In the shadow of forgotten monoliths, Where whispers thread through the mist, A voice rises, stark and strong, Carving tales of an epic song. (Verse 2) Beneath the veil of starlit skies, An ancient hero's fate lies. With sword in hand, and heart aligned, Bound by destiny, yet undefined. (Chorus) Hear the echoes of the ancients call, Through hallowed halls where shadows fall. Soaring voices in orchestral waves, Unveil the past, the brave, the saved. (Verse 3) Across the seas, through tempests roared, He sailed to lands, uncharted, unexplored. Battling beasts of myth and lore, Every triumph, a legend bore. (Bridge) And in the stillness, an ethereal plea, Haunting, the melody sweeps free. A dance of light, a silent vow, To carry on, the time is now. (Verse 4) Upon a throne of earth and root, He stands; a king from foot to soot. In his eyes, the fires of trials, Forged in the depths of his denials. (Outro) As crescendos rise and fall, The curtain draws; heeds the final call. An ode to the echoes, old and new, In the song, his spirit flew.