歌词
[Verse 1]
In the stillness of dusk, her heart in disarray,
A loss so profound, it led her astray.
Embers and frost at her fingertips dance,
A mage's fury, given to chance.
[Verse 2]
A whisper in the wind, a love now lost,
Her soul intertwined with a devastating cost.
Arcane storms unleashed with every heartbeat,
A fiery tempest, her sorrow's heat.
[Chorus]
In the echoes of her spells, a lament takes form,
For the one she held dear, now gone in the storm.
Her fury unleashed, a tempest's embrace,
In the dance of her flames, a haunting grace.
[Verse]
With reckless abandon, she faced her foes,
Her grief a weapon that only she knows.
Ice and fire, her reckless display,
A balance forsaken, in her dismay.
[Verse]
The battles raged on, her recklessness grew,
A mage on the edge, with nothing to lose.
Her enemies faltered, but at what cost?
In the pursuit of vengeance, what had she lost?
[Chorus]
A crescendo of power, a symphony of pain,
Her heart beats a rhythm, like a relentless rain.
Her spirit unyielding, her resolve never sways,
In the fury of battle, her anguish plays.
[Verse]
Then came the challenge, a foe like no other,
A test of her might, her resolve to uncover.
The clash of the arcane, a spectacle to behold,
A fight for survival, fierce and bold.
[Verse]
Barely standing, her energy spent,
A victory hard-won, her anger now bent.
In the aftermath, her heart begins to see,
The cost of her rage, the need to be free.
[Chorus]
In the fury's wake, her vision clears,
The cost of rage, the toll of years.
Still, she stands, her fire ablaze,
Better to burn out than simply to fade.
[Chorus]
In the fury's wake, her vision clears,
The cost of rage, the toll of years.
Still, she stands, her fire ablaze,
Better to burn out than simply to fade.
[Soft Slow Outro]
So let this song end, or let it play,
Her essence will never fray.
In every incantation, her legacy stays,
And softly she whispers, "Elandra,"
forever ablaze. (for ever a blaze)
