[ WH 40K ] Promethean Creed - I - Salamanders ( SUNO.AI )

Описание: 🔥 "Promethean Creed" - Blazing hymn for the sons of Vulkan — forged in heat, shaped in patience, and carried as a living flame into the dark. Promethean Creed blends ritual spoken word with erupting cinematic metal, capturing the Salamanders’ balance of wisdom, restraint, brotherhood, and righteous fire.
A song for those who build as fiercely as they fight.
A vow for those who carry the light.
The creed endures. 🔥

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[Intro]
“Gather close to the glow, sons of the flame.
Not for war alone do we rise,
but for the shaping of all things fragile.
Strength without wisdom is ruin.
Fire without purpose is waste.
Let the heat within you be patient.
Let the light within you be kind.
For the Promethean path is not walked in haste—
it is forged, breath by breath,
until the heart becomes a lantern
that no darkness can swallow.”

[Verse I]
Across basalt plains where the horizon shimmers like molten glass,
we learned to carry the weight of heat without letting it consume us.
The storms of Nocturne taught us to listen
to the quiet pulse beneath the roar—
the steady rhythm of a will that refuses to fracture.
We walk with hands that build as fiercely as they break,
shaping futures from the glow of our own resolve.

[Chorus]
Promethean Creed — the fire we choose, is the fire they fear.
A vow of steady flame, held firm through every trial.
Promethean Creed — the burden we lift, the warmth we give,
the strength that guards and tempers the wild.
Promethean Creed — our oath to rise as makers,
as guardians, as brothers of the living flame.

[Verse II]
In the forge‑temples where runes pulse like living embers,
we learned that every spark remembers its origin.
So too must we remember ours.
Not born to conquer,
but to stand where others fall,
to shape hope from the heat of our own endurance.
Our armor carries the stories of those we saved,
etched not in sorrow,
but in the quiet pride of duty fulfilled.

[Chorus]
Promethean Creed — the fire we choose, is the fire they fear.
A vow of steady flame, held firm through every trial.
Promethean Creed — the burden we lift, the warmth we give,
the strength that guards and tempers the wild.
Promethean Creed — our oath to rise as makers,
as guardians, as brothers of the living flame.

[Bridge — Spoken, Measured, Like a Teaching]
“Let your wrath be shaped, not unleashed.
Let your strength be guided, not wasted.
Let your flame be a beacon, not a scourge.
For the fire that destroys is common—
but the fire that protects,
the fire that endures,
the fire that remembers…
that is the fire of Vulkan.”

[Verse III]
When the galaxy trembles beneath its own cruelty,
we answer not with fury alone,
but with the calm certainty of those
who have mastered their own blaze.
Our steps leave trails of radiant heat
that guide the lost toward shelter.
Our voices carry the promise
that no soul worth saving
will ever stand alone in the dark.

[Final Chorus]
Promethean Creed — the fire we choose, is the fire they fear.
A vow of steady flame, held firm through every trial.
Promethean Creed — the burden we lift, the warmth we give,
the strength that guards and tempers the wild.
Promethean Creed — our oath to rise as makers,
as guardians, as brothers of the living flame.

Promethean Creed — the craft of our hands,
the courage of our hearts,
Promethean Creed — burning steady, burning true,
the legacy we kindle in every life we touch.
Promethean Creed — the eternal flame of Vulkan’s sons,
from the first spark to the final dawn.

[Outro]
“Hold the flame.
Shape the flame.
Become the flame.
For in the heart of every Salamander,
the Promethean Creed endures.”