[Intro – distant horn call, soft wind under mountain strings] Mist rolls over the grey stone pass No one knows what waits at last [Verse 1 – acoustic guitar, soft marching snare] We left the hearth when the first frost fell Swords sharpened on the blacksmith's bell Mothers cried at the village gate We walked where the old roads wait [Verse 2 – fiddle joins, steady drum rhythm] Bones lie where the orcs once stood Rain washed out in the weald wood Every mile burns the northern cold Every breath we carry home [Pre-Chorus – rising strings, building rhythm] Dragons circle high above Fire lights the sky we love [Chorus – full band, layered harmonies] We do not fight for crown or gold We fight for the roofs that kept us warm For every child that sleeps at night For every field we left behind [Interlude – celtic fiddle solo, marching drums] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 3 – deeper guitar, darker tone] Scales glint on the mountain side Smoke chokes where the rivers died Men fall but they do not run This ground was raised by our fathers' hands [Chorus Reprise – louder, urgent] We do not run from flame or fear We fight for the home that holds our name Every scar is a promise kept Every breath we will not rest [Bridge – quiet, only voice and soft guitar] When the last fire dies at dawn We will stand or we will fall Either way we go home Either way we are home [Solo – electric guitar, epic soaring melody] (Instrumental Solo) [Final Chorus – full orchestra, choir backing vocals] Dragons fall and men will fall But home remains when all is gone Ash will fade and blood will dry Our home will never die [Outro – fading horn, soft wind] Mist rolls back over the pass We are coming home at last