[Verse I]
Brand of the curse carved into bone,
I rise from dust, I walk alone.
Through shattered walls and fading light,
I chase a cure into the night.
Majula’s tide sings low and slow,
Of fallen kings long laid below.
But hope is steel within my hand —
I’ll tear the fate of this damned land.
[Pre-Chorus]
Fire fades — I won’t kneel.
If gods can bleed, then so can steel.
[Chorus I]
I gather the souls of giants and kings,
To sever the curse that destiny brings!
Through Iron Keep’s consuming flame,
Through poison skies that choke my name!
Every throne and every lie
Whispers softly, “Live — then die.”
Break the curse — that’s what they say…
But Drangleic drags my heart away!
[Verse II]
Forest of ghosts in armor rusted,
Oaths betrayed and crowns corrupted.
Vendrick wanders, mind undone,
A hollow husk of what he’d won.
The Emerald light — a guiding spark,
Yet even grace can hide the dark.
For crowns are born of fear and want,
And truth is something shadows haunt.
[Pre-Chorus]
A fractured will, a dying flame,
Am I the cure — or just the same?
[Chorus II]
I gather the souls of giants and kings,
To silence the dirge that the darkness sings!
Through frozen storms and sinner’s fire,
Through broken blades and lost desire!
Each victory tastes of ash and doubt,
Another piece the curse devours out.
Break the curse — reclaim my name…
Or fuel the ever-burning flame!
[Bridge – melodic, then heavy drop]
Velvet shadow, pale disguise,
A gentle voice with starving eyes.
Nashandra smiles — the serpent queen,
Feeding on what might have been.
Born of want, of ancient spite,
A shard of Manus cloaked in white.
She built her throne on fractured trust,
Turned hope to hunger, kings to dust.
Was I her pawn from the start?
Another soul to tear apart?
The hollow calls beneath my skin —
“Let go… give in…”
NO.
[Breakdown – fast, driving]
I am not your fading pawn!
Not another dusk till dawn!
Though memory cracks and voices spin,
I’ll fight the hollow locked within!
[Final Chorus – explosive, triumphant yet tragic]
I gathered the souls of giants and kings,
Unmasked the lie that the darkness brings!
Through shattered crowns and bleeding skies,
I faced the truth behind her eyes!
But every age repeats the same —
A different hero, a different flame.
Break the curse… or bind it tight?
The Throne of Want still waits in light!
[Outro – softer, echoing]
If fire must fade and dark must rise,
Let history judge through ashen skies.
I stand where countless stood before…
Unhollowed —
Forevermore
ShadowSing
