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artist
Virelia
Black Blade
8
Rock
Black Blade was released on July 23, 2026 by VireliaMusic as a part of the album Black Blade - Single
album cover
AlbumBlack Blade - Single
Release DateJuly 23, 2026
LabelVireliaMusic
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM68

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Virelia
Virelia
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hailey Murphy
Hailey Murphy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Virelia
Virelia
Producer

Lyrics

Far from shore as the dark waves roll
A coffin sails back to its desolate home
Dark halls echo with a ghostly laugh
Moonlight cuts through dust and glass
He walks in shadow where the candlelight dies
With a crucifix blade and sharp gold eyes
Cross on his chest, cross on his blade
A hawk looking down from the highest place
No crew, no banner, no need for noise
Just a warlord with a gentleman's voice
The night has teeth, his sword must have wings
Whole ships go down in one breath, one swing
No rage in the cut, no thrill in the fight
Just a cold black line through the morning light
No screams, no warning, no mercy, no wrath
Just the hush of the grave in the wake of his path
Black blade, black blade, named for the night
The moon hangs low in a crescent of light
Cross your heart and hope to die
Say your last prayer to the bleeding sky
Hawk eyes, hawk eyes, nowhere to hide
A reaper unleashed on the darkest tide
Night comes calling in red and black
Death wears a cross and a feathered hat
Death wears a cross and a feathered hat
The glory of war becomes a tired thing
Just another song for his steel to sing
In a ruined land where the wild things fight
Hollow ghosts drift through the walls at night
No feasts, no court, just a kingdom's remains
Full of gloomy despair and old bloodstains
When you've killed every rumor, cut down every name
The crown begins to feel cold, glory tastes the same
No fear, no fury, no blood on his throne
Just a burning gaze in the dark alone
Black blade, black blade, named for the night
The moon hangs low in a crescent of light
Cross your heart and hope to die
Say your last prayer to the bleeding sky
Hawk eyes, hawk eyes, nowhere to hide
A reaper unleashed on the darkest tide
Night comes calling in red and black
Death wears a cross and a feathered hat
Long has he searched for a worthy fight
For a rival who could survive the night
Somewhere far below, one oath still grows
An emerald flame burns with a demon's glow
No victory lies in dousing the flame
Before it can rise to the claim that it made
What kind of legend teaches the hand
That swore to take the throne where he stands
What kind of foe would feed the spark
That someday could rise and cut through the dark
Three blades below and a promise intact
A wound on his chest, but none on his back
Black blade, black blade, named for the night
The moon hangs low in a crescent of light
Cross your heart and hope to die
Say your last prayer to the bleeding sky
Hawk eyes, hawk eyes, nowhere to hide
A reaper unleashed on the darkest tide
Night comes calling in red and black
Death wears a cross and a feathered hat
Let the bells ring low as the brave men fall
Let the shadows bow in the empty hall
Black blade, black blade, hear them all weep
The moon hangs low over the endless deep
A candle fades and the dark waves roll
A coffin sails back to its desolate home
Written by: Hailey Murphy

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