[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
In the whispers of the bales and the stone-warm halls,
I hear the daybreak clatter of wooden shoes on cobbles fall.
Ye old banners billow where the market cries call,
Swords at the smithy sing when the bells start to toll.
[Chorus]
Raise a toast to the ages, where the shadows grow long and true.
We mend the broken planks of time with a vow to see it through.
From creaking doors to throne-room floors, we dream as one anew,
Age-old hearts beating brighter under skies of dawn’s blue.
[Verse 2]
Knights in the dawn-dusted light ride the dull gray street,
Tales spill from tavern lips where the old and the bold meet.
Quills on scrolls whisper maps to a future we seek,
While the minstrels hum of a promise not to retreat.
[Chorus]
Raise a toast to the ages, where the shadows grow long and true.
We mend the broken planks of time with a vow to see it through.
From creaking doors to throne-room floors, we dream as one anew,
Age-old hearts beating brighter under skies of dawn’s blue.
[Bridge]
Hearths glow with courage, banners flare with light,
We walk through the alleys of time, bold and bright.
[Chorus]
Raise a toast to the ages, where the shadows grow long and true.
We mend the broken planks of time with a vow to see it through.
From creaking doors to throne-room floors, we dream as one anew,
Age-old hearts beating brighter under skies of dawn’s blue.
[Outro]
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