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Verdum stands at the center of creation — not as a god, not as a judge, but as the silent will before meaning existed. Neither light nor shadow, neither mercy nor wrath, it does not command… it allows. From its stillness, all paths emerge. Lyricks Before the dawn, before the flame, Before the Word that carved a name— There drifted through the endless dark, A silent will, a formless spark. ✦ VERSE I No light, no shadow, no breath, no throne, The First Creator stood alone. Not bound by mercy, wrath, or pain, No heart to break, no chain to strain. A timeless force in the endless sea, A mind that dreams possibility. It spoke no truth, it cast no blame— Yet all existence felt its name. ✦ PRE-CHORUS From its stillness rose the call, A tremor shaking through the All. One spark of order, one of night— Two children born to ignite the fight. ✦ CHORUS It is the First Creator— The breath before the dawn, The hand that stirs eternity Before the worlds are drawn. No good, no evil binding, No fate for it to claim— It only offers pathways, And we ignite the flame. ✦ VERSE II God rose bright with blinding grace, Devil carved the shadow’s face. Opposites in form and fire, Clashing dreams and fierce desire. But both were sparks from the same abyss, Twin echoes forged from the Creator’s wish. Their battle ground the heavens raw— The gears of time began to draw. ✦ PRE-CHORUS II Through their war the stars awoke, Through their clash existence spoke. But far beyond their mortal feud, The First Creator simply viewed. ✦ CHORUS It is the First Creator— The breath before the dawn, The hand that stirs eternity Before the worlds are drawn. No good, no evil binding, No destiny to frame— It only opens doorways… We choose the ones to claim. ✦ BRIDGE It does not judge the rise of kings, It does not mourn forgotten things. It does not fear the end of time, For all returns to its design. Order, chaos—both are roads. The First Creator only loads The dice of fate with empty space… We choose the numbers we embrace. ✦ FINAL CHORUS It is the First Creator— The pulse before the spark, The voice that wakes creation While the cosmos still is dark. No halo and no fire, No virtue and no blame— It forged the stage of existence… We wrote the endless flame. ✦ OUTRO Before the light… before the fall… The First Creator Dreamed it all.