[0:00 – 0:32 | OST Intro – Soft Choir + Wind Through Snow]
(snowstorm ambience)
Frozen city…
Silent knights…
A king who walked into fire…
Without hesitation…
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[0:33 – 1:08 | Verse 1 – Calm / Noble Tone]
Eleum Loyce buried in white
Walls of frost against endless night
Not built on fear, not built on spite
But shielded light
Ivory blade in steady hand
He saw the chaos spread like sand
Didn’t run from what he couldn’t command
He chose to stand
Knights in silver, loyal, sworn
Through the blizzard battle-worn
Not for glory, not reborn
But to hold the storm
Where other kings would seek escape
He carved his fate
Sealed the gate
Before it was too late
(hold the line…)
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[1:09 – 1:36 | Chorus 1 – Strong / Heroic]
White king, burning soul
Fought the dark below
Gave his crown to hold
Back the flame
When the chaos called (called)
He refused to fall (fall)
Gave his all
Without a name
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[1:37 – 2:00 | OST Break – Snowstorm Builds + Drums Rise]
(chaos roar from below)
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[2:01 – 2:36 | Verse 2 – Faster / Intensifying]
He walked into the searing pit
Where demons claw and chaos split
Every step deliberate
No retreat, no counterfeit
Flame and frost collide in war
Gate between what was before
He became the final door
At the core
Not consumed like those before
Not twisted by hunger for more
He chose to burn at the shore
Of the chaos roar
Ivory crown heavy with grace
No fear upon his face
Just fire in frozen place
In endless space
(stand with him!)
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[2:37 – 3:05 | Chorus 2 – Bigger / Choir Layered]
White king, burning soul
Sacrifice the role
Not for power, not control
But peace
When the old world shakes (shakes)
And the ice wall breaks (breaks)
He awakens
Beneath
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[3:06 – 3:28 | Bridge – Emotional / Slower]
And when the gate was sealed…
He did not return…
He stayed in the flame…
So others would not burn…
(soft choir swell)
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[3:29 – 3:55 | Final Chorus – Explosive / Metal + Choir]
White king, burning soul
Frozen heart of gold
Never bought or sold
To fear
When the chaos screams (screams)
And the fire gleams (gleams)
He redeems
The crown he wears
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[3:56 – 4:15 | Outro – Snowfall + Distant Sword Clash]
(wind softens)
Some kings fall to power…
Some kings run from fate…
And some…
Walk into hell…
And hold the gate.
ShadowSing
