In the shadows of Baldur's Gate a tale of pain and fate
A vampire spawn enslaved by night seeking dawn's first light
Prowling streets for centuries beneath a cruel lord's reign
Astarion a high elf lost in chains of endless pain
Crimson eyes with darkened rings a pallid haunted face
A bite-mark scar a symbol of his master's cruel embrace
Cazador's claws they carved his back left scars of bitter woe
A charming mask a cunning mind with secrets left to show
From magistrate to spawn enslaved his spirit bound in chains
Yet fate would twist a chance to break and end his master's reign
Astarion in twilight's grip seeks freedom from the night
With every dawn he fights to claim his own elusive light
In shadows deep his soul does weep for choices never made
Yet now he stands with bloodstained hands to walk his own dark parade
Silver curls and pointed ears his beauty finely kept
A doublet rich embroidered threads in style's grace he stepped
Yet bitterness and cynic's scorn a heart that's turned to stone
Manipulates with charm and wit yet feels so all alone
Desire for revenge so sweet against the lord who bound
In sunlight's glow he finds a hope where lost dreams may be found
He wields his sword with vengeance keen a predator in flight
But deep within a plea for peace amidst the endless fight
Astarion in twilight's grip seeks freedom from the night
With every dawn he fights to claim his own elusive light
In shadows deep his soul does weep for choices never made
Yet now he stands with bloodstained hands to walk his own dark parade
Beneath the stars his fears laid bare a path of pain and lust
From manipulation's grasp to find a soul he must
In the mirror's glass a fractured past he seeks to redefine
A legacy of blood and tears now hopes to intertwine
Autonomy a distant dream now closer than before
Yet vengeance calls a siren's song to even out the score
In every choice a struggle fierce between the dark and light
To be a man or beast in chains forever in the night
Guided by the ones he trusts his fate begins to sway
From shadows deep a chance to keep his inner ghosts at bay
Empathy a foreign tongue yet whispered in his ear
Astarion a soul reborn through love and shattered fear
Astarion in twilight's grip seeks freedom from the night
With every dawn he fights to claim his own elusive light
In shadows deep his soul does weep for choices never made
Yet now he stands with bloodstained hands to walk his own dark parade
In the shadows of Baldur's Gate a vampire finds his way
Astarion the night's embrace now yearning for the day
His journey long through blood and song to find where he belongs
Corteliax - Astarion: Eclipse Lyrics
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In the shadows of Baldur's Gate a tale of pain and fate
A vampire spawn enslaved by night seeking dawn's first light
Prowling streets for centuries beneath a cruel lord's reign
Astarion a high elf lost in chains of endless pain
Crimson eyes with darkened rings a pallid haunted face
A bite-mark scar a symbol of his master's cruel embrace
Cazador's claws they carved his back left scars of bitter woe
A charming mask a cunning mind with secrets left to show
From magistrate to spawn enslaved his spirit bound in chains
Yet fate would twist a chance to break and end his master's reign
Astarion in twilight's grip seeks freedom from the night
With every dawn he fights to claim his own elusive light
In shadows deep his soul does weep for choices never made
Yet now he stands with bloodstained hands to walk his own dark parade
Silver curls and pointed ears his beauty finely kept
A doublet rich embroidered threads in style's grace he stepped
Yet bitterness and cynic's scorn a heart that's turned to stone
Manipulates with charm and wit yet feels so all alone
Desire for revenge so sweet against the lord who bound
In sunlight's glow he finds a hope where lost dreams may be found
He wields his sword with vengeance keen a predator in flight
But deep within a plea for peace amidst the endless fight
Astarion in twilight's grip seeks freedom from the night
With every dawn he fights to claim his own elusive light
In shadows deep his soul does weep for choices never made
Yet now he stands with bloodstained hands to walk his own dark parade
Beneath the stars his fears laid bare a path of pain and lust
From manipulation's grasp to find a soul he must
In the mirror's glass a fractured past he seeks to redefine
A legacy of blood and tears now hopes to intertwine
Autonomy a distant dream now closer than before
Yet vengeance calls a siren's song to even out the score
In every choice a struggle fierce between the dark and light
To be a man or beast in chains forever in the night
Guided by the ones he trusts his fate begins to sway
From shadows deep a chance to keep his inner ghosts at bay
Empathy a foreign tongue yet whispered in his ear
Astarion a soul reborn through love and shattered fear
Astarion in twilight's grip seeks freedom from the night
With every dawn he fights to claim his own elusive light
In shadows deep his soul does weep for choices never made
Yet now he stands with bloodstained hands to walk his own dark parade
In the shadows of Baldur's Gate a vampire finds his way
Astarion the night's embrace now yearning for the day
His journey long through blood and song to find where he belongs
A vampire spawn enslaved by night seeking dawn's first light
Prowling streets for centuries beneath a cruel lord's reign
Astarion a high elf lost in chains of endless pain
Crimson eyes with darkened rings a pallid haunted face
A bite-mark scar a symbol of his master's cruel embrace
Cazador's claws they carved his back left scars of bitter woe
A charming mask a cunning mind with secrets left to show
From magistrate to spawn enslaved his spirit bound in chains
Yet fate would twist a chance to break and end his master's reign
Astarion in twilight's grip seeks freedom from the night
With every dawn he fights to claim his own elusive light
In shadows deep his soul does weep for choices never made
Yet now he stands with bloodstained hands to walk his own dark parade
Silver curls and pointed ears his beauty finely kept
A doublet rich embroidered threads in style's grace he stepped
Yet bitterness and cynic's scorn a heart that's turned to stone
Manipulates with charm and wit yet feels so all alone
Desire for revenge so sweet against the lord who bound
In sunlight's glow he finds a hope where lost dreams may be found
He wields his sword with vengeance keen a predator in flight
But deep within a plea for peace amidst the endless fight
Astarion in twilight's grip seeks freedom from the night
With every dawn he fights to claim his own elusive light
In shadows deep his soul does weep for choices never made
Yet now he stands with bloodstained hands to walk his own dark parade
Beneath the stars his fears laid bare a path of pain and lust
From manipulation's grasp to find a soul he must
In the mirror's glass a fractured past he seeks to redefine
A legacy of blood and tears now hopes to intertwine
Autonomy a distant dream now closer than before
Yet vengeance calls a siren's song to even out the score
In every choice a struggle fierce between the dark and light
To be a man or beast in chains forever in the night
Guided by the ones he trusts his fate begins to sway
From shadows deep a chance to keep his inner ghosts at bay
Empathy a foreign tongue yet whispered in his ear
Astarion a soul reborn through love and shattered fear
Astarion in twilight's grip seeks freedom from the night
With every dawn he fights to claim his own elusive light
In shadows deep his soul does weep for choices never made
Yet now he stands with bloodstained hands to walk his own dark parade
In the shadows of Baldur's Gate a vampire finds his way
Astarion the night's embrace now yearning for the day
His journey long through blood and song to find where he belongs
Writer: Tommy Roussen
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