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Track 03: Cinder Vault
Genre: Cinematic Dark Rock
Duration: 04:04.0 Lore Source: "Cinder Vault" (Journal) In-Game Author: Balthazar Wiki Link: Click Here to Read Lore Industrial Folk meets Cinematic Dark Rock. It’s an anthem for the Flameborn, a desperate promise to "preserve the spark" inside a "fragile contraption" of iron and rust. |
~*~ Song Lyrics ~*~
The smell of singed fur hangs in the air
A testament to the burden I bear
The first vessel failed, a flash of white heat
It blinded my eyes, and stopped the heart’s beat
I stumbled in darkness, I clawed at the walls
While the shadow of failure walked through these halls
But I found a new subject, a rat from the cage
To rewrite the words on this burning page.
I cannot accept what the failures imply
I will make this lock hold, or surely we die.
It’s a fragile contraption, a volatile scheme
To wake up the sleeper inside of the dream.
Now the subject sleeps, but the spirit turns
Inside the vault where the silence burns!
We are dead, yet alive; we are trapped, yet free
A flame’s soul locked in eternity!
If the Shroud descends, let the heavy iron close
Preserve the spark that the darkness knows.
Eureka! The Ancients have shown me the way
To hold back the rot and the urge to decay.
Igni is breathing, he’s frozen in time
Untouched by the flow of the coarse and sublime.
Equilibrium found in the ash and the dust
A salvation born from the iron and rust.
We can survive, oh, we can endure
The sickness is here, but I hold the cure.
Now the subject sleeps, but the spirit turns
Inside the vault where the silence burns!
We are dead, yet alive; we are trapped, yet free
A flame’s soul locked in eternity!
If the Shroud descends, let the heavy iron close
Preserve the spark that the darkness knows.
The Blacksmith stepped forward, his hammer laid down
To become the first seed in the soil of this town.
A human prototype, brave and afraid
To sleep in the bed that my madness has made.
Don't slip to the void, don't let the fire dim
The fate of us all is now resting in him.
May the ashes of one age
May the ashes of one age
Of the next. Sleep now.
But I must sleep now.
A testament to the burden I bear
The first vessel failed, a flash of white heat
It blinded my eyes, and stopped the heart’s beat
I stumbled in darkness, I clawed at the walls
While the shadow of failure walked through these halls
But I found a new subject, a rat from the cage
To rewrite the words on this burning page.
I cannot accept what the failures imply
I will make this lock hold, or surely we die.
It’s a fragile contraption, a volatile scheme
To wake up the sleeper inside of the dream.
Now the subject sleeps, but the spirit turns
Inside the vault where the silence burns!
We are dead, yet alive; we are trapped, yet free
A flame’s soul locked in eternity!
If the Shroud descends, let the heavy iron close
Preserve the spark that the darkness knows.
Eureka! The Ancients have shown me the way
To hold back the rot and the urge to decay.
Igni is breathing, he’s frozen in time
Untouched by the flow of the coarse and sublime.
Equilibrium found in the ash and the dust
A salvation born from the iron and rust.
We can survive, oh, we can endure
The sickness is here, but I hold the cure.
Now the subject sleeps, but the spirit turns
Inside the vault where the silence burns!
We are dead, yet alive; we are trapped, yet free
A flame’s soul locked in eternity!
If the Shroud descends, let the heavy iron close
Preserve the spark that the darkness knows.
The Blacksmith stepped forward, his hammer laid down
To become the first seed in the soil of this town.
A human prototype, brave and afraid
To sleep in the bed that my madness has made.
Don't slip to the void, don't let the fire dim
The fate of us all is now resting in him.
May the ashes of one age
May the ashes of one age
Of the next. Sleep now.
But I must sleep now.