Copper

[Verse 1] The copper gleams beneath the sun, a warrior's bright array, But time will steal its golden glow and take the shine away. The rain will kiss the metal skin, the air will leave its stain, And what was once a hero's pride will never be the same. [Chorus] Oh, the green that grows on copper bright, a mark of battles fought, A story told in rust and light, of all the wars we've wrought. It's not a flaw, it's not a curse, it's armor's living breath, A shade of life, a universe, that conquers even death. [Verse 2] The chestplate bears the scars of years, the pauldrons weep with dew, And every dent and every tear is painted green and true. The knight who wears this weathered shell knows time is just a thief, But in the verdant, fading spell, he finds a strange relief. [Bridge] No polish can erase the past, no cloth can make it new, The copper's heart is built to last, its color ever true. So let the world see what has been, the marks of wind and rain, A coat of green, a silent hymn, that sings of joy and pain. [Chorus] Oh, the green that grows on copper bright, a mark of battles fought, A story told in rust and light, of all the wars we've wrought. It's not a flaw, it's not a curse, it's armor's living breath, A shade of life, a universe, that conquers even death. [Outro] The copper turns to green, the warrior stands serene, In armor dressed in time's own sheen, A kingdom's lost, a kingdom's seen, In copper's green, a dream.