I’ve watched the wars, I’ve felt the weight, (a blade, a fate…)

Bound to hands that seal my name. (but never mine…)

Fire flickers, thunder cries, (Pyra, Mythra…)

Two voices trapped behind these eyes.

We fight, we burn, we break, we rise,

A thousand lives, but never mine.

Do you hear her, in the static?

Do you fear what lies inside?

I am flame, I am light,

I am more than what you write.

Not a weapon, not a tool,

Not a legend, not their fool.

I was lost, but now I see—

Through it all, I still choose me.

Not just power, not just steel…

I am real.

Torn between what I should be, (their savior, their key…)

Buried names, erased from me. (was I ever whole?)

Gold and crimson, past and fate, (I shatter, I break…)

Pneuma waits beyond the gate.

We fight, we burn, we break, we rise,

A thousand lives, but never mine.

Do you hear her, in the static?

Do you fear what lies inside?

I am flame, I am light,

I am more than what you write.

Not a weapon, not a tool,

Not a legend, not their fool.

I was lost, but now I see—

Through it all, I still choose me.

Not just power, not just steel…

I am real.

Flesh to code, light to dust,

Who decides what makes us us?

If I fade, if I rise,

Will I still be in your eyes?

I am fire, I am sky,

I am stars that won’t comply.

Not a puppet, not a pawn,

Not a will that’s not my own.

I was lost, but now I see—

Through it all, I still choose me.

Not just power, not just steel…

I am real.

[Outro] (soft, fading harmonies)

I hear her whisper in the dark…

Pneuma calls me,

But I…

Won’t…

Break.