The Price of Dawn
The Price of Dawn Classical orchestral, triumphant, building crescendos, dramatic brass https://classic.riffusion.com/BlackHardwar https://songly.gift/ru/app/videos/create https://sinonim.org/song#res Lyrics (Verse 1) The tavern's warm, the ale is cheap, The songs they sing are loud and deep. They toast my name, they call me brave, The lonely king of all I saved. But I don't hear their drunken cheer, The only sound that's sharp and clear Is silence from the frozen ground, Where all the ones I loved are found. (Chorus) So I pour the wine on stones so cold, For stories that will not grow old. One glass for you, my brothers in arms, Who fell beside me in the storms. And one for you, my dearest love, Beneath the silent stars above. This bitter victory is my own, And I will drink to it alone. The price of dawn... was everything I've known. (Verse 2) I see your face in flickering light, Your laughter in the endless night. You told me, "Come back safe and sound," Your voice, a ghost that haunts this town. I kept my word, I won the fight, I brought them all into the light. But in that light, I'm blind, you see, 'Cause all that mattered died with thee. (Chorus) So I pour the wine on stones so cold, For stories that will not grow old. One glass for you, my brothers in arms, Who fell beside me in the storms. And one for you, my dearest love, Beneath the silent stars above. This bitter victory is my own, And I will drink to it alone. The price of dawn... was everything I've known. (Bridge) They say the kingdom's free and bright, They say I vanquished all the night. They built a statue in the square, Of a man who isn't really there. He's just a shell, a hollow name, Who traded glory for the flame That burned his heart and soul to dust, And turned his honor into rust. (Guitar Solo - mournful, slow, and powerful) (Chorus) And still I pour the wine on stones so cold, For stories that will not grow old. One glass for you, my fallen friends, On whom the very world depends. And one for you, my only love, A silent prayer to God above. This bitter victory is my own, And I will drink to it alone. The price of dawn... was everything I've known. (Outro) The bottle's empty... just like me. A hero... for the world to see. The sun will rise... the day is new... But it will never rise for you. ...And not for me.
The Price of Dawn Classical orchestral, triumphant, building crescendos, dramatic brass https://classic.riffusion.com/BlackHardwar https://songly.gift/ru/app/videos/create https://sinonim.org/song#res Lyrics (Verse 1) The tavern's warm, the ale is cheap, The songs they sing are loud and deep. They toast my name, they call me brave, The lonely king of all I saved. But I don't hear their drunken cheer, The only sound that's sharp and clear Is silence from the frozen ground, Where all the ones I loved are found. (Chorus) So I pour the wine on stones so cold, For stories that will not grow old. One glass for you, my brothers in arms, Who fell beside me in the storms. And one for you, my dearest love, Beneath the silent stars above. This bitter victory is my own, And I will drink to it alone. The price of dawn... was everything I've known. (Verse 2) I see your face in flickering light, Your laughter in the endless night. You told me, "Come back safe and sound," Your voice, a ghost that haunts this town. I kept my word, I won the fight, I brought them all into the light. But in that light, I'm blind, you see, 'Cause all that mattered died with thee. (Chorus) So I pour the wine on stones so cold, For stories that will not grow old. One glass for you, my brothers in arms, Who fell beside me in the storms. And one for you, my dearest love, Beneath the silent stars above. This bitter victory is my own, And I will drink to it alone. The price of dawn... was everything I've known. (Bridge) They say the kingdom's free and bright, They say I vanquished all the night. They built a statue in the square, Of a man who isn't really there. He's just a shell, a hollow name, Who traded glory for the flame That burned his heart and soul to dust, And turned his honor into rust. (Guitar Solo - mournful, slow, and powerful) (Chorus) And still I pour the wine on stones so cold, For stories that will not grow old. One glass for you, my fallen friends, On whom the very world depends. And one for you, my only love, A silent prayer to God above. This bitter victory is my own, And I will drink to it alone. The price of dawn... was everything I've known. (Outro) The bottle's empty... just like me. A hero... for the world to see. The sun will rise... the day is new... But it will never rise for you. ...And not for me.