歌词
(Verse 1)
In the city of Absalom, where the shadows creep,
Guardians stand tall while most folks sleep.
Underpaid and overworked, but their spirits strong,
Through the streets they march, where they belong.
Archi strums his lute, with a smile so bright,
Charisma flowing, under moon's soft light.
Sylas holds his sword, with a vow to defend,
Though his faith wavers, his loyalty won't bend.
(Chorus)
Underpaid city guards, in the heart of Absalom,
In the darkest alleys, they sing their psalm.
With valor and wit, they never falter or flee,
These guardians of the night, their city's decree.
(Verse 2)
Zagan moves like the wind, swift and sure,
A monk's grace, pure as azure.
Rudi, ever cautious, eyes keen and sharp,
Traps and mysteries, his expertise, his mark.
Together they patrol, through the city's maze,
With every step, they light the darkest phase.
Their bond unbreakable, through trials they stride,
Underpaid, but unbeaten, in their stride.
(Chorus)
Underpaid city guards, in the heart of Absalom,
In the darkest alleys, they sing their psalm.
With valor and wit, they never falter or flee,
These guardians of the night, their city's decree.
(Bridge)
Through danger and doubt, they stand tall,
Their courage a beacon, in the city's thrall.
For the love of Absalom, they fight and they roam,
Underpaid city guards, finding strength in their home.
(Chorus)
Underpaid city guards, in the heart of Absalom,
In the darkest alleys, they sing their psalm.
With valor and wit, they never falter or flee,
These guardians of the night, their city's decree.
(Outro)
Underpaid city guards, their story untold,
In the city's heart, their courage bold.
For Absalom they stand, against every odd,
Underpaid city guards, forever demigods.
