Mystra's Chosen

Made for my DnD party, using AI.
Lyrics:

Born of the fire…
Raised by the light…
Damakos walks between the worlds tonight…

From smoldering ruins of a war-torn land,
A child of ash was taken by a gentle hand.
A paladin, weary, yet noble and wise,
Sheltered the hellspawn, heard not the fearful cries.
Through years of hardship he tempered the flame,
Learning the Oath and reclaiming his name.
And destiny stirred in the realm far beyond—
Mystra had chosen the child of the dawn.

Voices of doubt,
Shadows of fear,
Calling him out—
But the goddess draws near!

Rise, Damakos! Justice burns within your soul!
Stand between the worlds and rally those once lost!
Broken enclaves hear your call,
Chains of hatred start to fall—
Lead them onward, Chosen of Mystra, forevermore!

“Children of embers, forgotten by fate,
Hear me… I am one of you.
Walk with me into the dawn.”

Across divided cities where suffering reigns,
He walks through scorched alleys and broken remains.
Hellspawn in rags and humans in fear,
He speaks with calm fire, his purpose made clear.
A keeper of balance, a bearer of peace,
Breaking the cycle that never would cease.
And slowly the enclaves lift eyes to the sky—
Hope takes its first, trembling breath not to die.

Two worlds collide,
Yet he holds the line.
Through the divide,
He carries the divine!

Rise, Damakos! Justice burns within your soul!
Stand between the worlds and rally those once lost!
Broken enclaves hear your call,
Chains of hatred start to fall—
Lead them onward, Chosen of Mystra, forevermore!

And when the darkness gathers,
When prophecy awakens…
Mystra’s hand upon his shoulder
Burns like a rising sun.

Through tempest and treason he carries the light,
Forged in rejection, perfected in fight.
The leader they needed, the voice they denied,
Now marches with thousands assembled in pride.
The flames of his people burn steady and true,
Their banners ascending in shimmering blue.
And Damakos stands on the threshold of fate—
Champion eternal, the one to unite.

Rise, Damakos! Radiant flame within your soul!
Stand between the worlds and rally those once lost!
Children born of ash and night,
March beside the holy light—
Lead them onward, Chosen of Mystra, forevermore!

Damakos! Mystra's chosen forever soars!