🌿 “Rhaegha, Light of the Fallen”
(Fantasy / Orchestral / Power Ballad style)
[Verse 1]
In the silence after thunder, where the wounded lie in snow,
She walks with grace, through fire and ash, where no others dare to go.
A crown of leaves, a gaze so still, her hands aglow with white,
She’s Rhaegha of the Eva Saints — the last hope in the f***t.
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[Chorus]
🌟 She heals the broken, lifts the d**d,
Breathes life in hearts that once had fled.
A whisper born of starlit grace,
She turns back time with her embrace.
Where shadows rise and brave men fall,
Rhaegha answers every call.
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[Verse 2]
Steel may clash and armies scream, but she does not retreat,
Her chants rise up like sacred wind, her calm will never break.
An arrow strikes, a brother falls — and yet she brings him back,
With light divine and soul unshaken, always leading the attack.
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[Bridge – Soft, ethereal]
🕊️ “Rest not, for I still stand.
Your light returns by my hand.
By Eva’s grace, I bind your pain —
You shall rise and f***t again.”
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[Chorus – Full, powerful]
🌟 She heals the broken, lifts the d**d,
Breathes life in hearts that once had fled.
A whisper born of starlit grace,
She turns back time with her embrace.
Through w*r and flame, through b***d and rain,
Rhaegha stands, defying pain.
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[Outro – Haunting and gentle]
So sing the bards in ancient halls, of the elf with sacred flame,
Who fought with love, who healed with light — Rhaegha is her name.
When all seems lost and hope is thin…
They pray, and she returns again.