Times Change (Inspired By The Elder Scrolls Iv: Oblivion)

Well don't times change
A slain king and fallen sons
As the light fades
From an age to another one
Who will keep pursuit of the dark
When the throne lies bare?
As this town burns
The stones still remember
When it all turned
To dark gates and numbers
No dawn to break
No prayer to send
Just these broken walls
And a world near its end

From prison halls
A blank slate, a punctured rise
A stranger called
And freed by dragon eyes
The scrolls are written
And the path's just begun
The life of one
To hold the breaking sun

A name long gone
Lost blood in exile hides
And with hope drawn
He still walks with fear beside
Who will tell him the flame
That he holds
It's the last we have?
Through ruined halls
They whisper their vigils
And though doubt calls
He still bears his sigil
No time to grieve
No time to mend
Just one fate to claim
And a world to defend

From prison walls
A black slate, a punctured rise
An empire falls
But he's steadfast where hopes have died
The stars are aligned
And the threads are spun
One soul alone
To seal oblivion

Don't times change
When all that we know has died?
As the light fades
Will you stay against the tide?
Will you keep pursuit of the dark?
Will you light the flame?