Prompt:

I was a child when they dressed me in red, Put steel in my hands, filled my life with the dead, Sent me to burn where the firewraiths feed, They called it their glory, I called it their greed. The Claw in my blood tore the monster apart, But it couldn’t defend what they took from my heart, I came home too late to a cold ashen pyre, Now I carry her name in a mouth full of fire. Let the King hear me coming, the Church fear my name, I’ve buried my mercy, I’ve nought left to claim, If god wants a martyr, he’ll answer to me, I’ll tear apart heaven with the Scarlet in me. When mercy fails and the world turns cold, We rise from ash to break the old, Six flames as one, new fate, remade. I was raised in gold where the prayers rang hollow, Silk on my skin, but no soul to follow, A daughter in name, but never in grace, Just a ghost in the halls of a loveless place. They called it a sin when I reached for the light, Locked me in dark for a moment of right, Till the Chain answered soft to my miserable plea, Now they bend to my will, but they won’t set me free. I have worn every cage that your mercy imparts, Felt love turn to ashes in war-hardened hearts, So call me your demon, your curse and your stain, I’ll make you kneel gently, in sorrow and pain. When mercy fails and the world turns cold, We rise from ash to break the old, Six flames as one, new fate, remade. I lived in quiet where the deep earth sleeps, Where the mountain holds and the old stone keeps, Till the sky split wide and it called my name, Now I walk with thunder, and I answer the flame. I have seen your ruin, your hunger, your chains, Heard the cries of the lost in the wind and the rain, You call this order, this suffering sworn, I call it a world that can yet be reborn. So stand down, child of fury, I’ll weather your pain, Let the Storm break just once, not again and again, I don’t fight for vengeance, nor power, nor throne, I will build something better… or break this to stone. When mercy fails and the world turns cold, We rise from ash to break the old, Six flames as one, new fate, remade. I dug through the dirt with my hands split and worn, Found life in a stone where the fields had all torn, Heard a voice in the roots say “plant and you’ll eat”, Now the earth Blooms in mercy beneath my bare feet. They called me a thief for the food that I grew, Turned hunger to blame as the desperate do, And I paid with my body to keep my child safe, Let them take what they want, but not from her life. I am not what you made me, nor what I’ve endured, I am soil, I am seed, I am something more pure, So let kingdoms keep warring, let them sunder and cleave, I will grow her a future from the scraps that you leave. When mercy fails and the world turns cold, We rise from ash to break the old, Six flames as one, new fate, remade. I learned in the gutters where pity runs thin, Where a smile is a knife and the kind never win, At six I had salt in my lungs and my veins, Now I drift where I please like a ghost on the waves. I’ve danced with the tide and I’ve silenced the deep, Turned a beast from its rage just by bidding it sleep, You can scream if you like, you can beg, you can fight, But you won’t feel a thing when I turn out the light. Oh, I know every trick that your cruel world has taught, Every lie, every knife, every war that you’ve wrought, So I’ll smile as it softens and slips from your grip, Let you thank me for drowning you in Azure Mist. When mercy fails and the world turns cold, We rise from ash to break the old, Six flames as one, new fate, remade. I learned how to vanish, be quiet, be small, A shadow that lived in the cracks of a wall, But I dreamed I had wings in the hush of the trees, That the sky might be kinder than people had been. When the fire found me, it knew what was true, It burned only wicked, it spared what was good, And I carried that light through the dark and the pain, Though I lost what I loved, I won’t do so in vain. So I’ll walk through the ashes with hope in my hands, Build a world where the broken can still make a stand, I am small, I am young, but I still will impart: There’s a Flame that brings justice, wrapped in a kind heart. When mercy fails and the world turns cold, We rise from ash to break the old, Six flames as one, new fate, remade.