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O CHEVALIER

O Chevalier is a neo-medieval dark-romantic invocation. A song of battle and vow, absence and recognition, where love is restraint and closeness is held in silence. Guitars sing what the voice dares not claim; flute and keys linger like memory and omen. Not a song of triumph, but of binding. #Lynnheage #anthropodigital #progressiverock #OChevalier #Neo-medieval Lyrics am little, I am frail As fragile as your heart laid bare I tremble like a whispered veil O chevalier Above the hounds, above the fray The hunted song still dares to rise The bleeding sky, and I, we stay As simple as your lance’s point. My wild excess, your coat of arms Bright, radiant as the Maytime sun O chevalier I am the tide, I am the wind I come, I pass, I do not stay My chest lies open, rose-like breaks A maiden bloom at dawn of day I’ll gather you when war is done Your limbs at dusk, your sword in love I am both tender and undone A searching hand that nothing knows O chevalier Your coming fills the space I lack Gold spurs press sharp against my side A feather crowns your noble head Suspended, drifting, glorified I am excess, I am all time No Saracen of darkest name No Riothamus’ armored prime Nor Roderick can bind my flame O chevalier I see you fall, I hear your cry I feel the fear that chills your spine I hold your lonely agony And make your trembling wholly mine O knight of God, once sworn to fame Your soul with mine in stillness bound The night becomes desire’s frame My youth, a fire that shan’t drown O chevalier, in sacred love enthroned Behold your coat of arms In cruelest bronze extravagant Your chest, a citadel no force may claim My breasts, pale chalices and chant We dwell in dreams, we meet at dawn My youth, a flower out of time Bloomed in a garden bent and torn Where ornament and fate entwine As we draw near, all limits fall All borders split, all edges worn In awe we hear the final call The tight, resounding judgment horn O chevalier