“Fire of Athanor”

(Verse 1)

Beyond the hills where burning mists arise,

where the wind remembers ancient cries,

lies Athanor, the realm of flame,

a spark of hope, a whispered name.

The stars keep watch on time and dream,

woven deep in the cosmic stream,

and those who feel the distant call

will find the path that guides us all.

(Chorus)

Athanor, fire in the night,

guardian standing at the edge of light.

A heart of embers, a crown of thorns,

we’re coming home to you, Athanor.

(Verse 2)

In silver woods the magic stirs,

an echo of forgotten hymns and words.

The moon paints towers in frozen blue,

the world awakens, raw and new.

But where the shadows rise once more,

the flame within is burning core.

We raise our voices in one roar—

for our land, for Athanor.

(Chorus)

Athanor, fire in the night,

guardian standing at the edge of light.

A heart of embers, a crown of thorns,

we keep on fighting for Athanor.

(Bridge)

And when the night falls on our land,

hold my soul gently in your hand.

As long as one last spark remains,

no storm will ever break our flame.

(Final Chorus)

Athanor, fire in the night,

hope that burns beyond the reach of time.

A star reborn from rage and storm—

your light lives on, Athanor.