A God's Tale

(Verse 1) In realms where shadows vie with light, I wove my spells to keep it bright, But fate decreed a bitter fight, And darkness came to claim the night. Cehaldir, I, of magic's reign, With wisdom vast, I broke the chain, Yet destiny brought endless pain, As shadows rose, their might to gain. (Chorus) Oh, I who cast the ancient spells, In darkness deep, where sorrow dwells, But from the void, a hero's stride, To challenge fate, and turn the tide. (Verse 2) The land grew cold, the skies did mourn, As darkness spread, all hope was torn, But a hero brave, in night reborn, Defied my power, though worn and worn. With heart aflame and courage grand, He fought to free the magic's land, Against my might, with sword in hand, To save the world, a final stand. (Chorus) Oh, I who cast the ancient spells, In darkness deep, where sorrow dwells, But from the void, a hero's stride, To challenge fate, and turn the tide. (Verse 3) Now tales are sung of battles won, Of heroes bright who faced the sun, And though my reign is overrun, My essence in their songs begun. In bardic verse, they speak my name, Of magic’s fire, and of the flame, For though I fell, I played the game, And in their hearts, I still remain. (Chorus) Oh, I who cast the ancient spells, In darkness deep, where sorrow dwells, But from the void, a hero's stride, To challenge fate, and turn the tide. (Bridge) Through trials dire, he faced my wrath, With allies strong, he walked his path, And as we clashed, in final breath, The echoes sang of fate and death. (Chorus) Oh, I who cast the ancient spells, In darkness deep, where sorrow dwells, But from the void, a hero's stride, To challenge fate, and turn the tide. (Outro) So let them raise their voices high, To heroes bold who touched the sky, And though my light has ceased to fly, My legacy will never die.