I held the blackest brew in Lordran
Before the chosen ash woke up
My glaze caught flame from Gwyn's first ember
Now soot maps cracks inside my cup
Chipped rim remembers every lip
That tasted warmth from dying fire
I hold the light the bonfire slipped
Keeps heat when ash climbs higher
The knight in gold left crimson stains
The witch drank slow with hollow eyes
The firekeeper mends her broken chains
I catch the spark before it dies
Chipped rim remembers every lip
That tasted warmth from dying fire
I hold the light the bonfire slipped
Keeps heat when ash climbs higher
Estus swirls green in ceramic belly
Kindling cracks beneath the iron grate
The hollows laugh like drunks on jelly
I serve the same eternal plate
Chipped rim remembers every lip
That tasted warmth from dying fire
I hold the light the bonfire slipped
Keeps heat when ash climbs higher
Cracked glaze maps the roads they traveled
Each sip a soul that couldn't stay
My handle bears the weight unraveled
I warm the hands that lose their way
First bell tolled second bell followed
Still I sit on broken stone
My ceramic skin holds embers hollowed
Waiting for the dawn to own
Chipped rim remembers every lip
That tasted warmth from dying fire
I hold the light the bonfire slipped
Keeps heat when ash climbs higher
Bottomless refill for the chosen
Bone china rings at three a.m.
