Caelumsun - The Gathering Storm

Amidst the hills and valleys of a distant land,
The drums of war resound, like thunder in the night.
The ancient tribes are restless, their banners unfurled,
As they march to battle, to claim their right.

The clash of steel and roar of war cries,
Echo through the battlefield, as the armies collide.
Blood flows like a river, as the fight rages on,
For glory, for honor, for a chance to be reborn.

The warriors charge, with fury in their hearts,
As they clash in mortal combat, tearing each other apart.
But amidst the chaos and carnage, a hero emerges,
Wielding a sword of light, that glows like a star.

With a thunderous cry, he leads the charge,
Cutting down his foes, like wheat before the scythe.
The enemy quakes in fear, as they face his might,
For he is the chosen one, the champion of light.

Champion of light
The champion of light

As the sun sets on the battlefield, and the smoke clears,
The hero stands victorious, his enemies in tears.
He raises his sword, to the heavens above,
And swears to fight on, for the land he loves.

The clash of steel and roar of war cries,
Echo through the battlefield, as the armies collide.
Blood flows like a river, as the fight rages on,
For glory, for honor, for a chance to be reborn.