Lyrics

Beneath the stars, a world was spun,
By hands now lost, their stories done.
Whispers linger where none dare tread,
In shadowed halls of ancient dread.

Oh, Aetharion, veiled in time,
A land of wonder, woe, and rhyme.
Secrets buried, past unknown,
In every stone and whispered moan.

The tempest roars in northern gloom,
A storming heart within its tomb.
And silent shores hide cursed desire,
Where waves caress the fading pyre.

Oh, Aetharion, veiled in time,
A land of wonder, woe, and rhyme.
Secrets buried, past unknown,
In every stone and whispered moan.

Feyborn lights in marshes gleam,
Dancing shapes that haunt your dream.
Blood and coin in cities trade,
And spells are cast where deals are made.

Oh, Aetharion, shrouded deep,
A place where gods and monsters sleep.
Raise your voice, let legends fly—
For truth is but a passing sigh.