[Verse 1 – The Ridge]
On the ridge they gathered, black against the dawn,
Endless ranks of scale and steel, a tide that rolled on.
Claws like iron lanterns, wings that choked the sky,
And at their head stood Isolde, with fire in her eyes.
She stepped before the silence, voice carried like a blade,
“Bow now, yield your children… or be unmade.”
The walls gave back no answer, not a single cry—
Only steel and steady hands, and banners lifted high.
[Pre-Chorus]
Then the scream split heaven, and the mountain came alive—
A storm of teeth and fury—and the will to survive—
[Chorus]
Hold the line! Hold the wall!
Let them break like waves and fall!
For the blood we swore, for the names we gave—
We stand, we fight, we do not break!
Hold the line! Pay the cost!
Every inch is dearly bought—
If this is where our story ends—
We stand as one… and we defend.
[Verse 2 – The Wall]
The wall roared into thunder, volley after volley,
Hundreds fell—but still they came on.
Ladders slammed, claws tore stone,
Steel met bone in a grinding storm.
Dragon-men in black and white,
Clashed with Bluecoats in the fight,
Redcoats fading, line bent thin—
Still they would not let them in.
[Pre-Chorus]
Step by step they forced them down—
Every inch became a grave—
[Chorus]
Hold the line! Hold the wall!
Let them break like waves and fall!
For the blood we swore, for the names we gave—
We stand, we fight, we do not break!
Hold the line! Pay the cost!
Every inch is dearly bought—
If this is where our story ends—
We stand as one… and we defend.
[Bridge – The Sky]
One ship left in smoke and flame—
Stormbreaker still in the game.
Mark stood fast against the sky,
Outnumbered—but would not die.
Then a shout cut through the grave—
“THE BABE! THE BABE!”
[Verse 3 – The Horizon]
Through the ash, through the blaze,
Came a shape in burning haze—
The Baywhar Babe at breaking pace,
Dragging iron in her wake.
No sail above, no engine’s hand,
Just a dark mass… gliding over land—
And through the smoke, for just a breath…
Rows of silent muzzles… beneath.
[Pre-Chorus]
“What have they brought?”—no one knew—
“Doesn’t matter—see it through!”
[Final Chorus]
Hold the line! Hold the wall!
Hear the iron answer call!
Steel returns in fire and flame—
And we rise to fight again!
Hold the line! Take the shot!
Give them everything we’ve got!
If we fall—we make them pay—
But not… not today!
[Outro]
Chains fall slack—the burden flies—
Hope reborn beneath black skies—
And on the wall, new thunder waits…
Smallwater… holds the gates.
ElCeviche
