We Were Grey – A Dragon Age Tribute (Before Veilguard)

Описание: “We Were Grey” is a tribute to the soul of Dragon Age — to the moral grey, the choices, the fire, and the scars that defined us.
This song isn’t hate — it’s love.
Love for a story that dared to be imperfect, human, and real.

🕯 Inspired by Dragon Age: Origins, Inquisition, and every player who still remembers what “We were grey” truly meant.

⚔️ “No path was pure. No easy gain.”

Lyrics

We walked through Blight with bloody hands,
Not saints, not gods — just fractured stands.
A Warden's oath, a mage unchained,
A kiss in fear, a soul restrained.
Decisions carved in silent pain,
No path was pure, no easy gain.
You earned respect through fire and scars —
Not banners waved or scripted stars.

No path was pure, no easy gain…
You earned respect through fire and pain.

We were grey — not right, not wrong,
No easy side, no shallow song.
We bled, we broke, we chose to stay,
Where light and shadow lost their way.
No polished speech, no branded seal —
Just grit and truth, and something real.

We chose the lie, we chose the flame,
We bore the cost, we took the blame.
The Fade would twist, the Chantry fall,
Each broken vow, we faced it all.
Diversity was lived, not sold,
In whispered truths and stories told.
We loved with flaws, not perfect pride —
No spotlight needed to decide.

We were grey — not cast or planned,
Not made to fit a market brand.
We rose from pain, not polished lines,
With scars that told the grand designs.
No checklist wrote our hearts or fate —
We bled for story, not for hate.

The Fade would twist, the Chantry fall…
You kept the name — forgot it all.

But now the stage is clean and bright,
No grit, no grime, no shades of night.
You lead with tags and hollow cheer,
And punish speech you don’t want near.
Misspeak a word — receive the cost,
As if the soul itself is lost.
Not empathy, but strict demand —
A world controlled by unseen hand.

Now we're grey — but shamed for doubt,
Speak wrong, and they will phase you out.
Not deeds, not choice, but words define —
A painted path, a tight design.
This isn’t care, this isn’t trust —
It's “say this right — or be unjust.”

They claim it’s bold to guard the gate,
But silence grows when you dictate.
Intentions pure can still go blind,
When forced belief replaces mind.
The heart of art is freedom’s fire,
Not rules imposed from echo’s choir.
You build a world that looks so wide —
But every step is pre-supplied.

We were grey — not chained by thought,
Not punished for the tone we brought.
Our story bent with joy and pain,
Not sanitized for shallow gain.
You preach inclusion — but demand
A single voice, a single stand.

The Fade is still, the gods don’t cry,
The old world fades, we don’t know why.
You kept the name, forgot the weight,
You hold the sword — but guard the gate.
The dream is gone, the lines are set,
But fans remember... don’t forget.

We were grey — and proud of that,
A moral world, not tit-for-tat.
Now everything is clean and clear —
And all that made us bleed... disappeared.
You polished gold and burned the clay,
You sold the soul...
We were grey.

They call it Veilguard — but it’s just Failguard.
A failed promise, a wasted guard.

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