The Stranger waits in shadowed throne,
His smile a blade, his eyes of stone.
"You’ve come so far, but here it ends,
The chaos bends, the order rends."
The weight of worlds upon my chest,
Each step I take, a fatal test.
The curse it breathes, it pulls, it tears,
A crown of grief, a throne of snares.
He speaks of ruin, speaks of pain,
A kingdom lost, a fractured chain.
But I’ve come too far, I’ve bled too deep,
Through shadows vast, through fire’s sweep.
The cost of chaos, a heavy toll,
A shattered heart, a fractured soul.
But I’ll pay the price, I’ll bear the pain,
To break these chains, to end his reign.
The cost of chaos, the price is clear,
A crown of loss, a throne of fear.
But through the storm, I’ll find my way,
To bring the dawn, to claim the day.
[Musical Intelrude]
The Stranger’s hand extends, he grins,
"One final choice before fate begins.
Take my power, rule by my side,
Or watch your kingdom turn and die."
His words like poison twist my mind,
But truth and fire I still can find.
I see the faces, lost, betrayed,
The lives destroyed, the debts unpaid.
"I’ll not be swayed, I’ll not be bound,
This throne of lies will crumble down.
You’ve stolen much, but you’ll not win,
This war will end where it begins."
The cost of chaos, a heavy toll,
A shattered heart, a fractured soul.
But I’ll pay the price, I’ll bear the pain,
To break these chains, to end his reign.
The cost of chaos, the price is clear,
A crown of loss, a throne of fear.
But through the storm, I’ll find my way,
To bring the dawn, to claim the day.
The fight erupts, the shadows cry,
The flames consume the ashen sky.
Each blow I land, each wound I take,
A fragile hope begins to wake.
The Stranger falters, cracks appear,
His power fades, his voice unclear.
"You’ll lose it all," he roars in vain,
But I push through, through blood and pain.
At last, I stand, the curse undone,
The Stranger fades, his power gone.
But in his wake, the silence grows,
A barren land, a bitter throe.
I see the scars, the price I’ve paid,
The lives I saved, the ones betrayed.
The throne is mine, but at what cost?
A kingdom saved, a childhood lost.
The chaos broke, but so did I,
A hollow crown beneath the sky.
Yet through the pain, the light remains,
A spark of hope through ash and chains.
The cost of chaos, a heavy toll,
A shattered heart, a fractured soul.
But I’ll pay the price, I’ll bear the pain,
To break these chains, to end his reign.
The cost of chaos, the price is clear,
A crown of loss, a throne of fear.
But through the storm, I’ve found my way,
To bring the dawn, to claim the day.
The kingdom breathes, though marked by flame,
The curse is gone, but none the same.
Through every loss, through every scar,
We rise again, though broken, marred.
The cost of chaos, the tale now told,
A life rebuilt, a future bold.
I’ll wear the crown, I’ll bear the pain,
For through the storm, I broke the chain.