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Empire in a Dream In the hush before the sunrise, When the kingdoms fade to gray, Macsen walks the edge of waking, Where the real drifts away. A mountain crowned in golden fire, A fortress carved in stone, And on the battlements of longing Stands the queen he’s never known. Across the miles, across the veil, A vision calls his name… Macsen, emperor of shadows, Chasing echoes through the night. In a dream you saw your future, Burning soft in silver light. Cross the seas and cross the kingdoms— All the world bends to your theme. Macsen Wledig, crowned in wonder, Ruler of an endless dream. From the halls of Roman thunder To the wild and western shore, He sends his riders seeking What the vision holds in store. But only he can find her, Where the dream first touched the land— A meeting written long ago In the turning of the sand. The rivers bend, the hills awaken, The prophecy unfolds… Macsen, emperor of shadows, Chasing echoes through the night. In a dream you saw your future, Burning soft in silver light. Cross the seas and cross the kingdoms— All the world bends to your theme. Macsen Wledig, crowned in wonder, Ruler of an endless dream. Drums in broken rhythms turning, Chords in colors rising, burning. Harp lines shimmer, winds grow wide— Time folds inward like a tide. Through the echoes, through the haze, Dream and daylight interlace. Macsen, emperor of shadows, Now the dream becomes the day. Love and kingdom, fate and vision Guide the long and winding way. Cross the threshold, find the wonder— Hold the world that once seemed far. Macsen Wledig, dream-born ruler, Walking where the legends are. Silver towers fade to morning, But the dream still lights the throne. Macsen’s heart forever wandering Where the vision made its home.