Rise of the Dragonlords

Rising from darkness, we answer the call,
The Spear of Thylea will never fall!
Through fire and storm, with dragons we fly,
New Lords of the sky, our fate we defy!
We stand where the Dragonlords once broke,
With strength in our hearts, we shatter their yoke!
On wings of vengeance, the Titans will fall,
For Thylea we fight—one and all!
We are the Spear, born in flame!
Dragons roar, we rise to fame!
With sword and fire, we claim the sky,
Titans beware, for you will die!
With courage and steel, our spirits soar,
Thylea’s might forevermore!
Alesta, the hunter, with arrows of light,
Through forests of shadow, she brings the fight.
With Argyros at her side, silver and pure,
Her aim is true, her strike is sure.
She hunts the dark, and none can flee,
Her justice flies swift and free!
Egan, the Spear of Estoria’s pride,
A shield for the weak, with dragons beside.
The flame of the Dragonlords in his hand,
He leads the charge to save the land!
Through steel and honor, his will won’t break,
In battle’s fury, the heavens shake!
We are the Spear, born in flame!
Dragons roar, we rise to fame!
With sword and fire, we claim the sky,
Titans beware, for you will die!
With courage and steel, our spirits soar,
Thylea’s might forevermore!
Damian, the lost, with a heart of light,
Though shadows claim him, he stands in the fight.
With Skydion, the dragon of brass,
He heals the wounds of the broken past.
In faith and fire, he finds his way,
Redemption awaits at the end of the day.
Tolkatus, wild with laughter and rage,
With axe in hand, he storms the stage.
His enemies fall, they tremble in fear,
But his friends know his heart is clear.
In fury he fights, in joy he defends,
To the bitter end, he’ll stand by his friends!
Lacrimosa, with magic untamed,
In sorrow and flame, her power’s reclaimed.
Her heart is broken, but her spirit burns,
Through venom and fire, the tide she turns.
With Antirrhinum, she rides the storm,
Her magic is death, in its darkest form.
Nyx, with a voice from the shadowed sky,
Her harp commands where the fallen lie.
Three lives to live, three times to fight,
In Lutheria’s grasp, she burns with light.
With wolves and whispers, her fury grows,
Against the dark, her music flows!
We are the Spear, born in flame!
Dragons roar, we rise to fame!
With sword and fire, we claim the sky,
Titans beware, for you will die!
With courage and steel, our spirits soar,
Thylea’s might forevermore!
The Five Gods watch from thrones of gold,
Pythor, the brave, with strength untold.
Vallus, the wise, with eyes of fate,
Kyrah, whose music none can negate.
Volkan, the smith, who forges the flame,
And Mytros, the shield, who guards our name!
We don’t seek glory, we fight for the right,
To guard our world in the endless night.
Where Dragonlords failed, we rise once more,
With dragons we fly to the final war!