Baba Yaga - EpicFantasySongs

LYRICS: ------------- A quiet man beneath the rain, A shattered heart, a world of pain. He buried steel and walked away, Chasing the light of a better day. But fate came dressed in cruel disguise, With reckless hands and heartless eyes. They stole the last gift his love had left, And woke the ghost that death forgets. Every shadow knows his name, Every whisper feeds the flame. Of Baba Yaga and his endless wrath, They all fear to stand in his path.! Rise, Baba Yaga, rise from the dark, A storm of vengeance, a cold iron heart. One man walking through fire and war, Knocking on heaven with a bloodstained roar. Rise, Baba Yaga, fate can’t deny, Legends are forged when good men die. The world built a monster and handed him pain, Now the night belongs to him again. The city trembles, kings retreat, The sound of judgment fills the streets. Gold coins fall and markers burn, Every debt will have its turn. They send an army, they send them all, Yet one by one the mighty fall. No crown, no throne, no grand design, Just grief sharpened into a blade divine. Every shadow knows his name, Every whisper feeds the flame. Of Baba Yaga and his endless wrath, They all fear to stand in his path.!. Rise, Baba Yaga, rise from the dark, A storm of vengeance, a cold iron heart. One man walking through fire and war, Knocking on heaven with a bloodstained roar. Rise, Baba Yaga, fate can’t deny, Legends are forged when good men die. The world built a monster and handed him pain, Now the night belongs to him again. Under neon skies he stands alone, A king with neither crown nor throne. The past keeps calling, the wounds remain, Yet he keeps marching through the pain. And when the final bell is rung, When every song of war is sung, His name will echo far beyond The graves of those who did him wrong. Rise, Baba Yaga, rise one last time, Through shattered fate and endless night. A man, a myth, a reckoning born, The calm before the final storm. Rise, Baba Yaga, let the heavens hear, The legend lives beyond all fear. For love was the spark and loss was the flame, And the world will never forget his name. In the silence after the fight, A lone shadow fades from sight. But every soul in every hall Still speaks the name that shook them all… John Wick! Every shadow knows his name, Every whisper feeds the flame. Of Baba Yaga and his endless wrath, They all fear to stand in his path.! Rise, Baba Yaga, rise one last time, Through shattered fate and endless night. A man, a myth, a reckoning born, The calm before the final storm. Rise, Baba Yaga, let the heavens hear, The legend lives beyond all fear. For love was the spark and loss was the flame, And the world will never forget his name.