Embrya’s Legends — The Hero’s Name | Cinematic Rock Ballad (The True Meaning)

Описание: The hero of this story is a noble knight who possesses everything one could dream of: a title, wealth, and the glory of a tournament champion. But despite all his achievements, he is forced to endure constant mockery because of his surname. Steedstealer — it sounds like a bandit's moniker, not the name of a noble lord. Every time he appears, other knights hide wicked smiles and jest: "Hide your horses."

Driven to his limit, he turns to a witch, asking her for a new name—one more heroic and noble. Instead, the witch reveals the true history of his lineage. She explains how the name came to be and why Steedstealer is, in fact, the name of a true hero.

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📝 Lyrics:
Intro
They praise his blade, they toast his name,
Then laugh too late and whisper shame:
Hide your horses.

Verse 1
He walks the hall in polished mail,
A lord by law, by blood, by tale.
His banner hangs where heroes dine,
Yet something sours every line.

For when his name is called aloud,
The joke runs faster than the crowd.
No song is clean, no smile is free,
Just snorted laughs behind the plea.

Pre-Chorus
They bow in front, then snort behind,
One careless phrase they leave to bind:
Hide your horses.

Chorus
Steedstealer — low and foul it sounds,
A kennel-name in knightly grounds.
Not born for oaths, nor shield, nor crown,
But dragged through mud and beaten down.
They drink, they grin, they boast their might —
Hide your horses.

Verse 2
He kneels before the ancient throne,
Where crowns outlive the flesh and bone.
The Witch stands still, her eyes unread,
She knows the wars the world forgets.

“My sword has held the broken line,
My scars are true, my cause is mine.
Yet still they mock, still still they say
That stolen name will never fade.”

Pre-Chorus 2
The torches hiss, the court draws breath,
A silence sharper far than death.
She steps ahead. A single blow.
Then truth begins, old, slow, and low.

Verse 3 (Revelation)
“Before these walls had stone or grace,
When war rode hard from every face,
The enemy camped beyond the field,
In iron ranks on hooves of steel.

No charge could break them come the dawn,
Their strength was speed, their riders drawn.
So one man went where none would stand,
With empty hands and borrowed sand.”

Verse 4
“No banner flown, no prayer said,
He cut the ropes, the bridles spread.
He loosed the reins, he struck no blow,
He let the night do what it knows.

By dawn they stood with swords in hand,
But left their power in Zhujey land.
They fought on foot, they broke, they ran —
Thus fell the war by one lone man.”

Pre-Chorus 3
“No oath he broke, no gold he claimed,
He took their speed, he took their flame.”

Chorus (transformed)
Steedstealer — hear it clear and right,
A victor’s sin, a soldier’s night.
Not sung in courts, nor blessed fair,
But paid in risk and wolfish dare.
If kingdoms stand and wars were won —
Hide your horses.

Bridge
The laughter dies. The meaning stays.
Some truths survive no gentle phrase.
Not all who win wear shining names,
Not all great deeds feel clean or safe.

Final Chorus
Steedstealer — mark it well, remember,
Crowns are saved by dark December.
By silent steps and loosened reins,
By nameless fear in enemy camps.
So mock it still, if mock you dare —
Hide your horses.

Outro
They laughed once more — then learned the cost.
He stole no gold.
He stole their force.

Hide your horses

📝 Lyrics: Original concept, created with the support of AI language models
🎵 Track generated with: SUNO AI
🎨 Visuals: AI image tools
🎬 Editing & montage: Allons-Y