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“Well, He Started It...” | “The Lyran Commonwealth” from BattleTech (Chapter 10)

#lyrancommonwealth #battletech #aimusic #rock #synthwave #gaming #pcgaming #metal #music #aimusicgenerator #musicvideo The Topps Company owns BattleTech. I just make rockin' tunes based on the IP :) Title: “Well, He Started It...” [Verse 1] She smiled for crowds with perfect grace, While iron moved behind her face. Katherine claimed her brother's war Had stained the crown forevermore. So with the Lyran flag unfurled, She carved her own out from the world. No shots, no clash—just ink and law— A quiet coup without a flaw. [Verse 2] Morgan Kell held Arc-Royal tight, A realm apart, outside her might. Victor, bound by duty’s chain, Watched as his sister rose again. She ruled through Nondi’s seasoned hand, Who crushed dissent on her command. But under silks and titles sewn, The seeds of reckoning were sown. [Chorus 1-melodic and emotional] Ashes of the throne she wore, Built on whispers, blood, and war. A house divided, burned within— By royal blood and hidden sin. [Verse 3] The civil war would not delay— By ‘62, the lines gave way. On Lyran soil, kin fought kin, And trust grew thinner than the skin. The faithful split, the nobles chose, The realm devoured itself in throes. The Hounds rebelled, the March turned red— And Tharkad counted Lyrans dead. [Pre-Chorus] On Steiner's streets, the war was flame, And Nondi marched in duty’s name. No mercy for the Victor-bound, Each rebel struck was honor drowned. But steel and fire make strange friends— And even thrones have bitter ends. For in her zeal to purge and burn, She lit a fire she could not turn. [Chorus 1-melodic and emotional] Ashes of the throne she wore, Built on whispers, blood, and war. A house divided, burned within— By royal blood and hidden sin. [Bridge] Nondi led with iron pride, Her heart as cold as those who’d died. But Peter came with steady tread— A brother raised the gun she’d fed. Their duel was swift, their blood was same, Yet only one would speak the name. With Nondi gone, the veil collapsed— And Katherine's throne began to crack. [Chorus] Ashes of the throne she crowned, Now scattered on contested ground. She fled, but justice does not tire— She fell not slain, but caged by fire. Victor wept, but would not kill— He locked her voice, he bent the will. The realm was bruised, the war was long— But from the ash, it righted wrong. [Outro] The FedCom dream lay split and torn, From golden vow to civil scorn. And though the thrones now stand apart, They bear the weight of blood and heart.