White Wolf’s Path (The Bard’s Song)

(Intro – softly, lute & voice)

By moonlight rides my dearest friend,

Through storm and flame that never end.

Steel and silver, side by side,

He hunts where shadows hide.

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(Verse 1)

From Kaer Morhen’s frozen keep,

Where blades are born and brothers sleep,

He left the walls, his vow to keep,

To chase the beast and curse.

A butcher’s blade, yet heart of gold,

He hides his pain, he walks alone,

I’ve seen him bleed, I’ve heard him groan —

Still fights for those who hurt.

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(Pre-Chorus – bardic tone)

Through towns that burn, through cries and fear,

I’ve sung his name from far to near.

And though the world may never know,

I’ve watched his legend grow.

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(Chorus – heartfelt & anthemic)

Toss a tale to my Witcher, brave and true,

For the path he walks would shatter you.

Through the fire and frost, he never yields,

For love, for blood, for sword and shield.

Oh, the White Wolf roams, his heart untamed,

And I — I’ll sing his name. ⚔️

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(Verse 2)

He found in me a fool of rhyme,

A voice to echo through all time.

He mocks my songs, yet smiles unseen,

Behind those eyes of gray and green.

I watched him fall, I watched him rise,

The world keeps testing his disguise.

But through each fight, he stays the same,

The White Wolf knows no shame.

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(Bridge – emotional)

For Yennefer, his midnight flame,

He’d give his life, he’d bear the pain.

A mage of storms, a soul untamed,

They’re cursed, yet still the same.

And from the stars came the child of fate,

A little lion born too late.

Not by blood, but bound by will —

She made the world stand still.

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(Pre-Chorus – slower, intimate)

From frozen keep to war and fire,

He’s walked the edge of fate’s desire.

And though he calls himself alone,

His heart’s not made of stone.

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(Chorus – powerful & emotional)

Toss a tale to my Witcher, brave and true,

For the path he walks would shatter you.

Through the fire and frost, he never yields,

For love, for blood, for sword and shield.

Oh, the White Wolf roams, his heart untamed,

And I’ll keep singing his name.

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(Final Verse – bardic outro)

So raise your glass, my friends tonight,

To the one who walks through endless night.

He’ll never rest, he’ll never die,

But I’ll be there to testify.

For every monster, curse, or flame,

The songs I write will bear his name.

(Outro – soft lute, fading)

Steel and silver, side by side…

The White Wolf rides… and I still write.