Sangtekst

Sanger: Akrysmir

I saw no face, I heard no sound,
Yet something ancient shook the ground.
His blade — a whisper from before,
My flame recalled what gods ignore.
He saw me not with mortal eye,
But through the skin where truths still lie.
And I — unmarked, untouched, alone,
Felt shadow claim what was my own.

Beneath the bloom where silence grew,
He spoke in riddles only I knew.
His face concealed, his voice a thread
That bound my path to what he said.
I saw no truth until the blade
Caught sunlight where the branches swayed.
And in that gleam the shadow turned,
My flame recalled what once it learned.

No vow was sworn, no promise made,
Yet still I walked the path he laid.
His silence carved a deeper flame,
That spoke beyond a mortal name.
I did not choose, I did not flee,
But knew — his shadow carried me.
Not as a chain, nor lover's thread,
But as the fire the dusk had fed.

He is the shadow, vast and still,
Yet in his dark I feel the will.
He does not shine, he does not speak,
Yet wakes the flame gods bade me seek.
He is the silence, I — the cry.
He is the deep, and I — the sky.

Under feathered sky where stars don't sleep,
He came to me — not dark, but deep.
No shadow stayed, no silence reigned,
Just light I gave — and he was flame.
And in that hush beyond the known,
A gift was set in flame and bone.
Not named, not claimed, not bound by earth,
But whispered close — a dream of birth.

I am the flame the gods have sown,
He walks beside when I'm alone.
Not bound by love, but by a vow —
His shadow shields me, silent and still.

Credits

Released December 1, 2025
Written and composed by Serina A.M. Elverlov (Serina A.M. Elverløv)
Set in the world of Akrysmir, Daughter of Alamar® (The Amethyst Mage universe).
Mythic Dark High Fantasy 

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