FGF Track - Hymn of Askalar, Dance of the Skysinger

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By Martin Lind N. — Made with AI (easymusic.ai)
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[Disclaimer & Intent]:
This track is a personal, non-commercial creative contribution made for the Skargen faction at Conquest of Mythodea. All references to the Skargen and the world of Mythodea are used with respect and remain the intellectual property of Live Adventure GmbH, with whom I’ve been in contact regarding the creation of these songs.

The FGF Track Songs are made to inspire fellow players and build hype — especially for the Feral Greatfang (FGF) Skargen. They are a gift to the community and not intended for resale, monetization, or official canon use.

All lyrics, themes, and interpretations are fictional and meant to enhance the atmosphere and flavor of the world. Please don’t take the content literally or hold me accountable for the in-character material.

Made with love for the Skargen family. Let it roar, echo, and carry us into the storm together.

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Askalar is a god to the Skargen. This help to honor the lore and help others learn of it.

LYRICS:

[Intro – Whispers and chimes, like a wind catching breath]
When all else sleeps and the frost bites deep,
He dances where no shadows creep.
No flame, no blade — but bright and sly…
Askalar walks the twilight sky.

[Verse 1 – Spiraling, fast-plucked rhythm]
Sky-Singer, storm-rider, flame in the snow,
You laugh where the clever dare not go.
You ink the night in rune and line,
Then vanish past the fire’s sign.

[Chorus – Call and response, chant and chime]
Call:
What lights the dark but leaves no ash?
What cuts the void without a clash?

Response:
His voice, the wind! His path, the gleam!
The trickster’s spark—the runeborn dream.

[Verse 2 – Layered voice melody, male/female blend]
They say his songs blind gods to night,
And birth the stone that sings of light.
The sea glass speaks where silence grows—
A shard of wit the stormbird knows.

[Bridge – Spoken riddle, layered over distant strings]
He speaks with no mouth.
He strikes with no hand.
He draws in the dark—
And leaves you a brand.

[Final Chorus – Faster rhythm, rising harmony]
O Askalar!
Light the page and guide the blade,
Let no clever vow be unmade!
From storm to spark, from breath to flame,
We dance the wind. We speak your name.

[Outro – Wind and high-pitched string fades, sea glass chime]
No path is straight where you have passed…
But clever feet… may find it last.