Spoken words
They say this red cape makes me look like a Roman soldier.
But they don’t know… this is no Rome.
This is the memory of the high plateau.
This ochre red is the blood of my empire…
The smoke of every battlefield…
And the last thing she left me.
Rest now, my loyal hound.
I will cover you with honor.
Verse 1
The poison smoke begins to rise
Burning tears in weary eyes
I pull the crimson fabric tight
To hide the dead from freezing light
Verse 2
A thousand bodies feed the flame
But I only whisper one name
This scarf I hold against my breath
Smells of love, and smells of death
Chorus
Oh, Red Cape, heavy on my soul
A king’s burden, taking its toll
Ochre for the land, blood for the fight
Guarding her ghost in the endless night
Outro
Sleep now, my friend.
The war is over.
The memory remains…
The next memory begins to surface.
Written & Composed by Ai-Fei © Jan. 6, 2026 From the Yinglong Series — Vol. I
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