[Intro]
They placed no blade before me
No armor on my chest
Only a song and a broken road
And a crown I never guessed

[Verse]
I looked into the chapel glass
And saw no kingly face
Just travel dust and tired eyes
A stranger out of place
The keeper spoke of destiny
Of banners yet to rise
But all I heard was tavern noise
And all my old goodbyes

[Pre-Chorus]
How can a man who fears the fight
Command the shields of war
How can a voice with shaking breath
Unlock an iron door

[Chorus]
I am the Heir of No Sword
No steel to carve my name
No crimson oath, no battlefield
No hunger for the flame
I am the Heir of No Sword
But hear my heart still roar
If songs can make the broken stand
Then I will sing for more

[Verse]
The old man said, Your father fell
With silver in his hand
But not all kings are forged in blood
Or born to give command
Some lift the weak by naming them
Some heal the wounds of shame
Some carry truth through famine years
And set the dark aflame

[Pre-Chorus]
The lute was light against my back
Yet heavier than mail
I stepped outside beneath the stars
Afraid that I would fail

[Chorus]
I am the Heir of No Sword
No steel to carve my name
No crimson oath, no battlefield
No hunger for the flame
I am the Heir of No Sword
But hear my heart still roar
If songs can make the broken stand
Then I will sing for more

[Instrumental]
Oh-oh-oh, no blade in my hand
Oh-oh-oh, no army to command
Oh-oh-oh, but the night has heard
Oh-oh-oh, the power of a word

[Bridge]
Let others dream of conquest
Let others dress in gold
I know the names of widows
I know the hungry cold
If I must be a symbol
Then let the symbol bleed
A crown is not a treasure
A crown is those in need

[Breakdown]
No sword
No shield
No throne
No field
Still I will not run

[Build-up]
I’ll turn my fear into a flame
I’ll turn my grief into a name
I’ll turn the silence into chords
I’ll be the Heir of No Sword

[Chorus]
I am the Heir of No Sword
No steel to carve my name
No crimson oath, no battlefield
No hunger for the flame
I am the Heir of No Sword
But hear my heart still roar
If songs can make the broken stand
Then I will sing for more

[Chorus]
I am the Heir of No Sword
No crown yet on my brow
But every voice that joins my own
Will make a kingdom vow
I am the Heir of No Sword
And I have learned what for
If songs can make the broken stand
Then I will sing for more

[Outro]
They placed no blade before me
But dawn was in my chest