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This song is AI-generated, using SUNO. This video is for personal purposes, for the canon of my own story. However, if you listen to it, I hope you enjoy it! LYRICS: Stone remembers. Walls remember. People… do not. They walk his halls with paper cups, Laugh where echoes used to kneel, Point at chains like museum props, Ask if any of it was real. Basement lights on iron scars, Tour guides guessing what was done, They call it “history,” As if history ever ends. The glyph still hums beneath his skin, A pulse he cannot quite ignore, But this — this insult cuts deeper Than the song that came before. How dare you forget my legacy, Sleep where the universe once shook, How dare you live inside my walls And never learn where not to look. These stones were laid with screaming stars, This tower bent reality— You don’t tour a god’s mistake. You don’t rent his memory. He lifts the axes — mirrored weight, Old designs, well-balanced truths, Not for slaughter, not for rage, But for correction. He does not chase. He does not shout. He lets the silence teach. Each step a verdict, Each swing a line reality remembers. He thinks of worlds he almost saved, Of promises he couldn’t keep, Of one who watched the fractures form And chose to stay and help him breathe. Multiverse Love saw what he was Before the madness set its frame, Shared supplies, shared quiet nights, Never flinched when space broke strange. He does not say her name aloud. The glyph doesn’t need to know. How dare you forget my legacy, Turn terror into decor, Pose for photos in my dark And ask what any of this was for. I was thrown unfinished into hell, I built a future out of ash— You do not inherit my ruin Without paying what it asks. The tower exhales. The intruders flee or fall quiet. The glyph tightens its hold. Remember this place. Remember this name. Remember the cost of peace. If songs can summon what was lost, Then fear will teach what should be seen. How dare you forget my legacy— I will remind you personally. Axes lower. The tower stands. And Legendale learns Why some ruins are not empty.