One Must Remain

A Fansong for Phainon. A orchestral symphonic ballad/requiem with male vocals and a short Poem. Reflecting his Side of the Story and used some lines from the Irontomb Bossfight. Ai Art of Phainon by me . Enjoy =) Lyrics: I remember fields of gold, Aedes Elysiae in the cold. Cyrene named the stars above, Before the sky forgot our love. They called me hero, called me sun, Said I would be the chosen one. But every dawn became a grave, And every world I could not save. So sing for the nameless, The lost and the slain. Sing for the morning That vanished again. Let the bells of Amphoreus mourn, For every sun that died unborn. I carried their flames beneath my skin, Their final prayers still burning within. Call me hero, call me friend, Call me savior, blade, or flame. I became the dark for those I loved, So someone else could see the day. If one must remain when all others depart, Then carve every farewell into my heart. Let the world forget what I have become— Only remember that I loved everyone. Behind the mask, I saw my face— The Flame Reaver in my place. Not a monster born of night, But a hero starved of hope and light. I took the flames from my friends, Believing grief could buy an end. Their voices burned inside my chest, Yet still the cycle would not rest. Cyrene smiled and faced my blade; Again the same farewell was made. You would forget. I would remain. The world would bloom, then die again. Let the bells of Amphoreus mourn, For every sun that died unborn. I carried their flames beneath my skin, Their final prayers still burning within. Call me savior, call me hero, Call me traitor, fiend, or flame. I guarded the world by never saving it, And woke to lose you all again. If one must remain when all others depart, Then carve every farewell into my heart. Let the world forget what I have become— Only remember that I loved everyone. Then through our prison crossed a light, A will untouched by endless night. Trailblazer, take what I was denied; Become the path and make it right. Carry our names beyond this cage. Write one new line upon the page. I will hold Irontomb below— You find the road I could not know. Again the flowers. Again the sky. Again your voice. Again you die. Again my sword. Again the flame. Again the world Forgets my name. Thirty-three million cycles... Thirty-three million ends... trillions of promises... I was too late to save. Nanook, behold your answer now. I will not kneel. I will not bow. You taught the stars that all things burn— Then watch your own Destruction turn. I catch your fire in ruined hands, The blaze that shattered countless lands. I turn its hunger back on you— Let Destruction tear Destruction through. Let your own inferno judge. Let your crimson heavens fall. I return the end you gave us. I return the end of all. Thirty-three... million... Cyrenes... Smiling beneath the same sky. Thirty-three... million times... I learned how heroes die. I am every life... the cycle swallowed..., Every choice the wheel remade... so now four million... Saga's shall be composed... trillions of memories... will turn into stars... and light up the cosmos... After... thirty-three million endings... After... every death... and dawn...— This shall be the final one. If one must remain when all others depart... Then carve every farewell into my heart... Let the world forget what I have become— Only remember that I loved everyone.