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Lyrics
Verse 1]
Gather close, you wanderers all,
And hear the tale of the Empire’s thrall.
Not born of Core, nor raised by throne,
But from the stars where wild minds roam.
A man of marble, calm and blue,
He studied art — and so he knew,
To break a world, you first must see
The soul that hides in tragedy.
[Chorus]
In the eyes of Thrawn, the stars align,
He draws his plans with flawless lines.
A ghost in white, a war in hue,
The galaxy turns to midnight blue.
[Verse 2]
He saw in death no loss, no cry,
Just patterns shifting in the sky.
Each fleet he broke, each foe undone,
A lesson learned, a battle won.
Yet loyalty, a brittle flame,
Burns bright in hearts that bear no name.
For every victory’s cost is steep —
He dreams in order, but bleeds in sleep.
[Chorus]
In the eyes of Thrawn, the stars align,
He draws his plans with flawless lines.
A ghost in white, a war in hue,
The galaxy turns to midnight blue.
[Bridge]
Exiled now where shadows lie,
He waits and watches, patient sky.
No throne, no fleet, no praise, no cheer —
Just the art he holds most dear.
[Final Chorus – slower, echoing]
In the eyes of Thrawn, all truths are known,
The weak, the proud, the overthrown.
He sees the order beyond the pain —
And swears the stars will rise again.
[Outro – soft instrumental]
So sing it low, and sing it long,
The calm commander, cold and strong.
No rage, no roar, no final dawn —
Only silence… in the eyes of Thrawn.
Details
GeneratedOct 12, 2025
Duration4:00
LanguageEnglish
Style
Dark Folk / Epic Bardic Ballad — acoustic, mournful tone; sung as legend retold
Credits
Prompt by
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