Elven Prince : Telan-Azor

[Intro] Amidst the echoes of the ancient woods, a shadow stirs under the silver moon, Here stands Telannazor, the Elven Prince, whose tale is whispered by the rune. [Verse 1] In the mist of ancient woodlands, under twilight's gleam, Stands the prince of fallen grandeur, dreaming vast and supreme. Telannazor, blood of dragons, with a crown of starlit grace, His eyes, a fire kindling fury, bound to conquer time and space. [Chorus] Elven Prince, stride through the shadows, forge your path in starlit fires, Arrogance and valor blended, amidst the ancient lyres. In your veins, the rush of rivers, from the mountains cold and steep, Rise, Telannazor, from your slumber, promises you swore to keep. [Verse 2] With a sword forged in moonlight, cutting through the darkened fate, Every step he takes is thunderous, challenging the hands of fate. Haunted by the legacy, the echoes of the dragon’s roar, He seeks to mend the broken honors, his forefathers held before. [Chorus] Elven Prince, ride the tempest, with your spirit fierce and wild, From the ashes of your kinship, rise the dragon’s favored child. In your gaze, the weight of empires, with the wisdom ages bring, March on, Telannazor, beneath your banner, ever-spring. [Outro] As the dawn greets the highlands, a figure stands defiant, noble and fierce, Telannazor, the Elven Prince, etching his saga across the heavens, where the stars converse.