Crown

Silent border, ancient time, where shadows intertwine,

Norryon’s flame ignites, a spectral shine.

Standing on the edge, unshaken, proud,

Norryon’s blaze, above all crime, unbowed.

Numbers swirl in dance, fate’s silent song,

Energy from deep within, where spirits belong.

This isn’t just a war, it’s a birth of soul,

When your legacy falls silent, my truth unfolds.

Do you tremble now? Or dare to ascend?

In this fire’s forge, all weakness will bend.

Oh, Shade born, mirror of the night,

Darkness woven tight, hiding secrets in flight.

Whispers in silence, veiled in grace,

Guardian of shadows, master of space.

From the shadows I emerge, deliberate and cold,

A fractured chaos, stories untold.

Born of darkness, but gleaming pure,

In the depths of night, I endure.

Beware the fire’s glow, it’s more than mere light,

A blade of legacy, cruel and bright.

In the crucible of time, your fears collide,

Where truth and chaos, fiercely reside.

Oh, Shade born, mirror of the night,

Darkness woven tight, hiding secrets in flight.

Whispers in silence, veiled in grace,

Guardian of shadows, master of space.

Quiet whispers echo, secrets and pain,

Yet in the darkness, purity remains.

A battle of the soul, forged in the flame,

Drawing lines between fire and name.

So stand before the abyss, unshaken, stand tall,

In the face of darkness, answer the call.

For in this chaos, your truth will ignite,

The legacy of shadows, bathed in light.