Rise of the Exile

In the shadows of a burning throne,

A boy stood there,

but he stood alone,

Echoes of a kingdom lost in fire,

Bloodline calling him higher and higher.

Whispers of wings in the night so cold,

Secrets of power he’s yet to hold,

A storm is rising deep inside,

A heart of flame he can’t deny.

They tried to break him,

steal his name, But destiny don’t bow to shame,

Through ashes falling from the sky… A king is born when flames

collide.

Let the flames rise,

let the fire breathe,

I am more than what they see,

From the ashes I reclaim my crown,

Hear the roar, I won’t back down.

Wings of gold, I claim my right,

Through the darkness, I bring the light,

I was lost, but now I see— The dragon king

lives in me.

Black stallions thunder through the night,

Shadows clashing steel in fight,

Dogs of fire with eyes that glow,

But they don’t know what I now know.

A tyrant sits where kings belong,

Built his power on fear and wrong,

But fear can’t stand where courage grows,

And every scar is proof I rose.

He took the crown,

he stole the flame,

But blood remembers every name,

The sky will tremble when I fly… No more running,

no more disguise.

Fire in my veins,

I feel it awaken,

Every doubt inside me shaken,

This is more than fate or fight,

This is who I am tonight.

Mercy stronger than the sword,

Power isn’t just in war,

I choose the path that kings must take… Not just conquer—protect and

create.

Let the flames rise,

let the world know,

I’m the fire they can’t control,

From the ashes I build my throne,

I stand at last,

I stand alone. Wings unfold,

I take the sky,

Hear the roar, it won’t die,

I was lost, now I believe— The dragon king… lives in me.