Laga, Ragalor - UNBROKEN DUTY

The Old Oak Keeps Your Vow
The Cold Stone Knows Your Name
No Voice Remains
Only the Shield Remembers
It Never Chased a Victor’s Crown
It Never Begged for Battle’s Fame
It Faced the Storm with Open Arms
So Every Child Could Speak Your Name
Each Wound Became Another Wall
Each Scar Became Another Dawn
Who Holds the Night
When Every Light Begins to Fade