The lion's roar

The Fire Emblem

The lion's pride

The curse of stolen blood shall break

Hath slain the boar
And freed the man inside

At light of dawn

The ebon wings cast a shadow on Fodlan
Lost in the hegemony of the self, standing alone

Our visions for the land could never coexist
In the blood wrought from our war
Can be no genesis

For the world to change and grow
One of us must fall
For ideals of the future, we shall give our all

You've cut your path
As I have cut mine
And when they cross
Onе shall live and one shall die
Onе final dance
At the apex of the world
And the end of Fodlan's tale shall be unfurled!