OATH BENEATH THE FROZEN SKY

Cold sky. A name in shadow. Cold sky. A name in shadow. Born in shame, a broken name. No blade yet, no scar to claim. Weight of blood I never chose. Still I rise, I stand alone. You are not what came before. Not the past they whisper for. Steel is not in blood alone. It is forged when will is sworn. I won't fall Where he became. Then step forward, take your Name. My blood will not be spilled in vain. I carve my path through fire and pain. No past, no shame can hold me down. I rise and take my rightful ground. No given name. Ha-ha-ha. No borrowed flame. Ha-ha-ha. I am not born. I am made. I am Made. Watched them fight, I learned their way. Steel and silence shaped my day. Not to follow, not to hide. I chose the storm, I stepped inside. Let the cold refine the breath. Walk the line that leads to death. Fear will come, but do not bend. This is where the weak ones end. No soft path, no easy breath. Only will can conquer Death. My blood will not be spilled in vain. I carve my path through fire and pain. No past, no shame can hold me down. I rise and take my rightful ground. No given name. Ha-ha-ha. No borrowed flame. Ha-ha-ha. I am not born. I am made. Made. Wind howls loud, I speak it true. I am not what came before. Past is ash beneath my feet. I become what I fight for. My blood will burn. My will remains. My, my, my, my. No fate can break. What I became. No shadow left to drag me down. I rise alone, I take the crown. My life, my devils carve my name. I am not born. I am made. Not by blood. Not by past. But by the will that always lasts. When I fall. The world will know. I forged the name. I chose to own.