Broadcasting from the cradle of forgotten flames!" "Spells have burned. Memories remain. Let's uncover your name." Burned the books, forgot the tone Ashes where the light had shone But I hear it in my skin Oldest words that breathe within Magic faded, names erased Still I dance with haunted grace Every step a distant call Cradle echoes through it all Spoken once and then denied Spell of stars the sky can’t hide Even if the world won’t tell I remember every spell "BRRAAAAH! SPELLS GONE? NOT FROM YOUR BONES!" "DANCE THE MEMORY— REVIVE THE FLAME!" Ashen spell, still in my chest Cradle memory, won’t rest Even if I’m made of dust I remember what I must Words I sang before I cried Songs that slept when magic died Now I glow, though no one sees I am what the silence frees "YOUR FIRST MEMORY WASN’T A NAME—IT WAS A SPELL!" Whispers curl like newborn dreams Soft and sharp as silver seams I was born in cursed light But I’ve danced through every night Ancient runes inside my hand Even I don’t understand But they sing when skies collapse Bringing fire through the gaps Let me breathe this final lore One more line they can’t ignore Even if I fade and fall The first sound will burn through all "YOU ARE NOT FORGOTTEN— YOU ARE THE SPELL’S REMAINS!" "CAST IT—WITH YOUR VOICE!" Ashen spell, I rise and burn Cradle memory, still I turn In this beat, my truth is clear Even gods will stop and hear Though the cradle's turned to stone And I’m dancing all alone I am song, and I am flame And I’m more than just a name "FLAME OF MEMORY— YOU NEVER REALLY DIED!" Let the ashes speak for me In their glow, I still will be