About this song
You think the past is just paper and stone, but for the Elder Dragon Lorehold, it's a weapon waiting to be wielded. He doesn't just read history; he makes it arrive, and every fallen soldier rises again at his roar.
Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse 1] You think the past is paper You think the dead are still But every battle ever fought Lives on inside my will My scales are stone, my wings are pages Turning back the years The spear they buried with the king Will rise upon my tears [Pre-Chorus] Open the scroll — open the wound Every old fire was never extinguished Every old fire is in this room [Chorus] My truth is living history, a page you can't survive I do not read the lesson, I make the past arrive Every soldier ever fallen rises when I roar Every ruin in the field was a fortress once before The words they carved in books were always quiet, always thin I keep the loud truth — the kind you bleed to win My truth is living history, a page you can't survive [Verse 2] The Founder Wars were not a tale They were a flame I held I drew the line, I broke the line The Oriq are still felled The Pillardrop where the students walk Are weapons that I threw Every rune they trace at dawn Was a wound I gave to you [Pre-Chorus] Open the scroll — open the wound Every old fire was never extinguished Every old fire is in this room [Chorus] My truth is living history, a page you can't survive I do not read the lesson, I make the past arrive Every soldier ever fallen rises when I roar Every ruin in the field was a fortress once before The words they carved in books were always quiet, always thin I keep the loud truth — the kind you bleed to win My truth is living history, a page you can't survive [Bridge] I have soared through aethers older than the throne Through the screams of every empire as it fell And the secret of the past is not what survived It is what refused to die — what refused to be still I do not study what was done I summon what was done And every charge, and every grave, and every burning sun Will rise the moment I begin [Final Chorus] My truth is living history, a page you can't survive I do not read the lesson, I make the past arrive Every soldier ever fallen marches when I call Every empire ever risen rises through this hall The future is a rumor — but the past is in my breath To understand the past is to command the death My truth is living history, a page you can't survive [Outro] History is alive History is alive And so am I — and so am I
