Priest

(Verse I)
I was born in a distant land—
Humble,
A lost child  in a world built to break men.
A servant of the Most High.
Since I can remember, I’ve held the deprived under my watch,
Though the darkness clawed at everything I’d attain.
Every scar, every dismay, every vow I’ve kept—
A healer in an unseen war that never ends.

(Pre-Chorus)
Some nights the shadows whisper,
“Let the Light burn out…”
But I shake it off, I rise again,
Still answering the cry’s of the deprived.

(Chorus)
I’ve bled for this world,
I’ve burned for the weak,
Held the line when the strongest
Fell to their knees.
Through the grief, through the rage,
Through the battles I’ve seen—
I am the Holy Priest,
Born of inner fire, carved by pain.
And though the world grows colder,
I won’t surrender—
(I stand unbroken)
The Sanctuary of the Scarred…
The soul of a Holy Priest.

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(Verse II)
I’ve seen Warsong’s battleground madness,
Angelic Feather in my hand.
Fought through Arathi’s fields, nearly drowned in the rain,
But the Light pulled me back through every pain.
Eye of the Storm—where the void meets the flame,
Alterac’s frost—where legends earn their name.

(Pre-Chorus II)
And when my mana wanes,
When the void whispers at my heart—
I invoke ancient prayers,
Hold on… give the wounded reprieve.

(Chorus)
I’ve bled for this world,
I’ve burned for the weak,
Held the line when the strongest
Fell to their knees.
Through the grief, through the rage,
Through the battles I’ve seen—
I am the Holy Priest,
Born of inner fire, carved by pain.
And though the world grows colder,
I won’t surrender—
(I stand unbroken)
The Sanctuary of the Scarred…
The soul of a Holy Priest.

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(Bridge)
When the strong fall and heroes flee,
I pour myself into every plea.
If darkness wins, it won’t be tonight—
Not while I stand as a weapon of Light.
My will may crack, but still I rise—
A desperate prayer beneath shattered skies.

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(Final Chorus — Climactic)
I’ve bled for this world,
I’ve burned for the weak—
Still hear the echoes
Of the fallen I keep.
Through the grief, through the rage,
Through all that I’ve survived
I am the Holy Priest—
The Light that refuses to die.
And when they cry
And hope’s on its knees
(I stand unbroken)
The Sanctuary of the Scarred…
I am the Holy Priest.

epic, heavy metal, cinematic with dramatic male vocals and thunderous percussion, orchestral