Threads of Gold, Threads of Fate (Aglaea's song) (Honkai: Star Rail)

Song made in Suno: https://suno.com/ Video made in: https://vizzy.io Project by: artofore [Verse 1 — The Girl Who Sought Beauty] In the baths of marble ghosts, I stood beneath their gaze Masters carved in silence, judging childhood days They said, “This is beauty” — I said, “No… not yet” A world too small for the shape I hadn’t met I chased the wind through looms and leaves Wove the scent of dawn in threads I’d keep Every stitch a question I couldn’t name — What is beauty… beyond acclaim? [Pre-Chorus — The Calling] Golden flame in trembling hands A vision no one understands A world with no more death or pain — What must I be to weave that fate? [Chorus — The Goldweaver’s Oath] I’ll spin the world in threads of gold Bind every heart, the brave, the bold If gods must fall, then let them break For perfect world I’ll dare to make Pull every string, rewrite the sky Even if it costs my life If beauty waits beyond the flame — Then burn me into it all the same [Verse 2 — The Weight of War and Loss] I gathered scraps from blood-stained fields Silk turned shroud for those who’d kneel The nobles wore what they never deserved — So I tore it all apart in a quiet purge Children’s laughter stitched in seams Faded slowly into broken dreams Only when I saw the world in woes Did I learn what beauty truly was [Pre-Chorus — The Vision] A golden future in the dark No war, no graves, no shattered hearts But every thread I pull grows tight — How much of me must I sacrifice? [Chorus — The Goldweaver’s Oath] I’ll spin the world in threads of gold Guide every fate I cannot hold Through whispered webs across the land I shape tomorrow with my hands Call me tyrant, call me divine Every life a thread in line If this is sin, then let me pay — For a dawn where none must fade away [Verse 3 — The Flame-Chase Journey] They call it hope, they call it loss A road where every step has cost Footprints vanish, voices dim Farewells echo like a hymn I led them all — yet stood alone A queen of threads, a silent throne The Council sneered, but I could see Their world would end without me So I wove my net through every street Every whisper curled at my feet Even gold can taste like blood When fate demands what must be done [Bridge — The Prophecy] A thousand years, the words remain A radiant death in molten flame I knew the end before the start — And yet still chose to play my part If every path leads here again Then let me guide them to the end [Final Chorus — Acceptance] I’ll spin the world in threads of gold Even as my hands grow cold If I must fall for them to rise — Then let my death become the price No regrets in what I’ve sewn Every fate was never my own If beauty waits beyond the pain — Then let me vanish in golden rain [Outro — The Last Thread] A final stitch, a quiet breath A weaver smiling into death The threads remain though I am gone — A perfect world… to carry on