Aérendia
v4
@Stephane Suillerot
Aérendia
v4
@Stephane Suillerot
Lyrics
Verse 1
Under an ashen sky, a child is threatened,
Shadows advance, ready to take everything from him.
But a divine hand pierces the night,
A breath of light carries him far away.
He grows up elsewhere, unaware of his past,
His heart too big for a world too small.
Always standing when injustice screams,
Always alive against the scoundrels.
Pre-Chorus
He sometimes feels
A calling deep within him…
Like a voice
Whispering in the night…
Chorus
Chris Lazard, born of a broken kingdom,
Son of the wind, son of a lost destiny.
Hair of night, eyes of steel blue,
You still walk against all odds.
Chris Lazard, the time has come to return,
The throne awaits your breath and your truth.
Verse 2
The streets he treads are not his own,
Yet his blood bears a bitter crown.
A king, a queen… fallen beneath the daggers
Of lying nobles hungry for power.
When the goddess returns to shatter the borders,
The past strikes him like lightning.
He sees the ruins of what he should have been,
And vows to raise the lives of the traitors.
Pre-Chorus
He sometimes feels
Anger within him…
And that voice that says:
"Rise up, hero…"
Chorus
Chris Lazard, born of a broken kingdom,
Son of the wind, son of a lost destiny.
Hair of night, eyes of steel,
You still walk against all odds.
Chris Lazard, the time has come to return,
The throne awaits your breath and your truth.
Bridge (rock energy, build-up)
The chains crack, the lies fall,
The night recedes as the true king rises.
His blade sings, his soul roars,
And in his eyes, the promise is reborn.
Final Chorus (more powerful, guitar + backing vocals)
Chris Lazard, the lost child, king found,
Finally standing to begin again.
The traitors tremble, the people want your return,
Lift up the heavens, rekindle the days.
Chris Lazard… your name transcends wars,
And your destiny burns like the sun.
Outro (soft, vocals + guitar)
In a divine breath of light,
The goddess watches over him… and shows him the way.
A king returns, head held high, proud,
Bearing the weight… and the beauty of doubt.
Under an ashen sky, a child is threatened,
Shadows advance, ready to take everything from him.
But a divine hand pierces the night,
A breath of light carries him far away.
He grows up elsewhere, unaware of his past,
His heart too big for a world too small.
Always standing when injustice screams,
Always alive against the scoundrels.
Pre-Chorus
He sometimes feels
A calling deep within him…
Like a voice
Whispering in the night…
Chorus
Chris Lazard, born of a broken kingdom,
Son of the wind, son of a lost destiny.
Hair of night, eyes of steel blue,
You still walk against all odds.
Chris Lazard, the time has come to return,
The throne awaits your breath and your truth.
Verse 2
The streets he treads are not his own,
Yet his blood bears a bitter crown.
A king, a queen… fallen beneath the daggers
Of lying nobles hungry for power.
When the goddess returns to shatter the borders,
The past strikes him like lightning.
He sees the ruins of what he should have been,
And vows to raise the lives of the traitors.
Pre-Chorus
He sometimes feels
Anger within him…
And that voice that says:
"Rise up, hero…"
Chorus
Chris Lazard, born of a broken kingdom,
Son of the wind, son of a lost destiny.
Hair of night, eyes of steel,
You still walk against all odds.
Chris Lazard, the time has come to return,
The throne awaits your breath and your truth.
Bridge (rock energy, build-up)
The chains crack, the lies fall,
The night recedes as the true king rises.
His blade sings, his soul roars,
And in his eyes, the promise is reborn.
Final Chorus (more powerful, guitar + backing vocals)
Chris Lazard, the lost child, king found,
Finally standing to begin again.
The traitors tremble, the people want your return,
Lift up the heavens, rekindle the days.
Chris Lazard… your name transcends wars,
And your destiny burns like the sun.
Outro (soft, vocals + guitar)
In a divine breath of light,
The goddess watches over him… and shows him the way.
A king returns, head held high, proud,
Bearing the weight… and the beauty of doubt.
Style of Music
Symphonic Rock, Symphonic Pop
