Who Decided That? | Anime: Nanatsu no Taizai (Escanor) | Music 🎧

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Cifra:

They whisper legends. I am the lore.
I walk through battles, yet beg for more.
You raise your blade? Adorable feat.
I yawn, then crush you in the heat.

At noon, I breathe divinity's flame,
A mortal shell — yet none the same.
The others fight with sword and spell,
I simply am — their strength won’t dwell.

Who gave you hope? Who let you speak?
You dare to face me — sounding weak?
I am the blaze the sun once feared,
I stand alone. No peer is near.

The Lion’s Pride, my name engraved,
Not born for mercy — none to be saved.
The sins I bear? They shine, not stain.
Their foes collapse — it's all in vain.

Who decided what “too much” means?
Who dares to weigh such solar beams?
I am not loud — I’m absolute.
When noon arrives, your fight is mute.
You pray for strength? I am the source.
My presence bends the world by force.

Yet in the stillness, when sun is gone,
I fade to silence — dusk withdrawn.
But in her mind, a light resides,
Not mine to claim, yet there it hides.

She, the enigma, wise and vast,
Unbent by time, or future’s past.
A galaxy in mortal frame —
Not once did I dare speak her name.

I’ve known the weight of solitude’s cost,
A titan’s shell — a soul near lost.
But let no myth or god pretend,
Their tale outshines how mine shall end.

One flare, one stand, then ash and lore,
But legends burn forevermore.

You bring your threats, your blades, your roar,
I stare, and all your gods feel poor.
Let Ban strike fast, let King take flight,
Let Meliodas spark the night —
But when the sun sits high and still,
There is but one who breaks all will.

Who decided what “too much” means?
Who dares to weigh such solar beams?
I am not loud — I’m absolute.
When noon arrives, your fight is mute.
You pray for strength? I am the source.
My presence bends the world by force.