[Verse 1 – Upbeat, Bold Adventure]
He walked with flame in one hand, stars in the other,
With a laugh that shook the skies like thunder.
Wrote his name in the air with every spell he threw,
A rebel, a genius, a myth made true.
Side by side with a hero, a shadow, a friend,
They vowed they'd protect this world 'til the end.
But when gods demanded a soul as the fee,
Dee Megus whispered, "They won't take all of me."
[Chorus 1 – Triumphant and Clever]
He cracked the code of fate's cruel game,
Spoke the words and broke the chain.
"I'll rise beyond, but not alone,
Three voices now will guard this throne."
So he shattered his name like a prism to light,
Left three echoes to walk through night.
A loophole born from genius fire,
A god who'd rather be a liar.
[Verse 2 – Reflective, Slower Tempo]
The first took the books, the robes, the calm,
Spoke in logic, wielded psalms.
The second took love, the grief, the blade,
Held the memories they all had made.
The third took the fire, the laughter, the sin,
The smile that knew he'd never win.
And Dee, now gone, a god no more,
Watched his fragments walk the floor.
[Chorus 2 – Bitter Glory]
He saved the world, but lost his face,
A legend split in time and space.
Each echo walked with part of him,
But none could sing the whole within.
They called him wise, they called him gone,
A tale told when the stars came on.
But none could name the ache they heard—
A god who chose the final word.
[Bridge – Melancholy Hope]
Was it worth the tear in time?
To spare the world, erase the rhyme?
His friends still searched the skies above,
For a mage who gave them more than love.
They whisper now in halls and dreams,
Of three that walk through ancient schemes.
Not quite whole, not quite free,
Shadows of what used to be.
[Final Chorus – Gentle, Resigned]
He cracked the code of death and flame,
But never answered to his name.
Three voices call from lands afar,
A spell, a blade, a falling star.
And though his story fades like breath,
They say he bargained life for death.
Not to rule, not to ascend,
But to stay until the very end.
[Outro – Fading Hope]
He was the spark, the storm, the song...
But even brilliance can't burn long.
So Laphyzel stands, though he walks no more,
Just three echoes...
guarding the core.