This original track is built as a high-impact GMV anthem for The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion—the story of the nameless prisoner who becomes the Champion of Cyrodiil, running straight into flame while the world prays someone else will. It’s the Oblivion Crisis told the way rumors spread: bells in smoke, gates in the sky, and a hero who never stops moving.
The GMV follows the arc from sewer-dark beginnings to cities burning under red lightning—Kvatch in ashes, Bruma at the edge, and the last sprint into the White-Gold light. When the Dragonfires are lit and the gates are shut, the world cheers… and then forgets the name behind the title. And beyond that victory, there’s the stranger truth the song won’t let go of: the hero doesn’t simply “go home.” The crown changes shape.
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Lyrics
White-Gold bells in the smoke, we held our breath
From the sewer- dark he rose, with nothing left
We saw a stranger in the rags, eyes like drawn steel
Emperor's blood on the stone - then the streets went unreal
Gates in the sky, red lighting, screaming air
And one lone blade ran toward it, like a prayer
Some say he never smiled, just kept moving on
Chorrol to Anvill, rumors in every inn
If you heard the Daedra howl, he was already gone
Leaving only footprints where the fire had been
So raise your voice when the night turns crimson
Hold the line when the walls start shaking
We don't pray for mercy - we pray for him
Because he comes when the world is breaking
Champion of Cyrodiil! (Champion!)
Close the jaws of Oblivion - let the darkness kneel
Champion of Cyrodiil (Cyrodiil!)
We live, we fight, we burn - but we don't yield
If the gates spit fire, then we spit thunder back
Sing it loud - he's the storm on the Daedra path
Kvatch in flames - we watched the chapel fall
He walked through ash like it couldn't touch his skin
At Bruma's doors, we heard his battle call
One more gate, one more scar, one more win
My brother swears he saw the sky turn gold
A dragon made of time, and Dagon driven out
Then silence - like the story wasn't meant to be told
Just a missing name, and an empty shout
We stitched our hope with a needle of steel
Every scream became a drum in the street
When the world said "end" - he said "not yet"
And the beat kept chasing his fleeting feet
Champion of Cyrodiil! (Champion!)
Close the jaws of Oblivion - let the darkness kneel
Champion od Cyrodiil! (Cyrodiil!)
We live, we fight, we burn - but we don't yield
If the gates spit fire, then we spit thunder back
Sing it loud - he's a storm on the Daedra path
Now the taverns hum...
Now the taverns hum... then forget the tune
Coins change hands, and heroes blur to dust
They say he took a throne where madness blooms
A laughing god where a mortal learned to trust
If you listen past the thunder, past the cheers
You'll hear the price of being what we needed
So carve his name in the beat - don’t let it fade
One last time, Cyrodiil - Remember!
Champion of Cyrodill! (Champion!)
Close the jaws of oblivion - let the darkness kneel
Champion of Cyrodill! (Cyrodil!)
We live, we fight, we burn - but we don't yield
If we’re forgotten too, let the song stay sharp
Sing it loud - till the White-Gold starts to spark
Close the jaws!
Champion!
