The Myth of Savagesv6

(Verse 1) In the shadow of ages, when the world was wild and bare, People wandered among ruins and dust in despair. Hunger and cold, disease and fear— Newearth lay broken, year after year. Tribes divided, chieftains cruel and mean, Every man for himself, no unity seen. Beasts suffered under human hands so rough, Resources dwindled, never enough. But evolution sleeps not, it grows and rises, Animal intellect awakens, surprises. Communities form, packs take their stand, Hatred for humans spreads across the land. (Chorus) Oh, who is the savage in this war? Whose hands are stained with blood once more? Humans or beasts—the ancient question remains, Under the bloody-red sky of fate's chains. Jarazia Grimm leads his Legion strong, Grimm Protocols guide where they belong. "Man above all"—the decree is clear, But brother forgets sister, far and near. (Verse 2) Ophelia quiet, her gift strange and rare, Flowers bloom at her touch, beyond compare. Beasts calm down when she is near, But the Legion sees only traitors here. "We must live together!" she cries to her brother, But Jarazia deafens himself to another. Exiled, locked in her parents' home, Her soul suffers, alone and roamed. And then one night changes all forever: A puppy came to return a flower severed. A legionnaire killed the innocent creature, And Ophelia realized: gone was good nature. (Chorus) Oh, who is the savage in this war? Whose hands are stained with blood once more? Humans or beasts—the ancient question remains, Under the bloody-red sky of fate's chains. Ophelia flees into wilderness deep, Her heart turned to steel while others sleep. Birds helped her vanish into the night, Queen of Beasts will rise from plight. (Verse 3) Ten years passed, the Legion stands tall, But borders crack under new call. Beasts united under strange banner wide, Ancient magic became their guide. New creatures, intelligent and fierce, Learned human warfare, none could pierce. Chemistry, electricity, magnetism's force— Now beasts have their own scientific course. Rumors spread through Newearth's lands: "A woman leads the Beastly bands. Queen of Beasts, with eyes like ice, Avenges every beast's sacrifice." (Bridge) Jarazia watches the waning moon, Feels his era ending too soon. Brother and sister will meet in fight, Two worlds clash in final plight. "Grimm Protocols" against "Magic's Dark," Human science versus beastly mark. Who's right, who's wrong—history decides, But blood of both peoples already tides. (Chorus) Oh, who is the savage in this war? Whose hands are stained with blood once more? Humans or beasts—the ancient question remains, Under the bloody-red sky of fate's chains. Jarazia Grimm and Ophelia's gloom, Two poles of one family's doom. Legion of Humans versus Horde of Beasts, Newearth trembles at their feasts. (Final) War drums begin their dance of death, Two armies wait, holding their breath. Victory or destruction, glory or shame— The Savage's hand will decide the game. Under Newearth's stars, where truth lies hidden, The Myth of Savages remains unforbidden. Who survived, who fell—no longer matters now, Only that the door opened somehow. A door to new era, no winners remain, Only memory of those who felt the pain. How man and beast fought for life's sake, And how both peoples nearly broke. (Outro) Ophelia... Jarazia... Brother and sister... Humans and beasts... Who is the savage?