[Verse 1]
Soft as a breath, light as a sigh,
She weaves the stars across the sky.
Threads of silver, threads of gold,
Binding stories yet untold.
[Pre-Chorus]
She calls the lost, she guides the blind,
A voice that echoes through all time.
The past, the now, the yet-to-be,
All are written in her sea.
[Chorus]
Sylora… whisper low,
Tell me where my soul must go.
Through the night, through the storm,
Guide my heart and keep me warm.
[Verse 2]
She walks unseen, she walks unknown,
Through the rivers carved in stone.
One step forward, one step back,
She dances on the fate-bound track.
[Pre-Chorus]
She calls the lost, she guides the blind,
A voice that echoes through all time.
The past, the now, the yet-to-be,
All are written in her sea.
[Chorus]
Sylora… whisper low,
Tell me where my soul must go.
Through the night, through the storm,
Guide my heart and keep me warm.
[Bridge] (Soft, celestial chanting in Zadorian)
“Ilyth var’ia, Sylora eth’ma, (One with time, Sylora sees,)
Zarath no’kai, vel arya’na.” (Eternal path, the stars decree.)
[Final Chorus] (Delicate, fading into the stars themselves)
Sylora… whisper low,
Tell me where my soul must go.
Fate will turn, time will sway,
But your voice won’t fade away…