[Verse] Steel blades rise as the dawn breaks cold, Echoes of war in the stories told. Faded scars beneath the silver strands, He sharpens hope with steady hands. [Verse] Lines of courage mark each face, In his chair, they find their place. The final refuge in this battered town, Where the last barber cuts them down. [Pre-Chorus] Hear the whispers, the silent vow, Honor lives in the here and now. [Chorus] Swords to shears, the battle’s won, In the mirror, heroes come undone. Blade and heart, the fight goes on, The last barber sings their song. [Chorus] Swords to shears, the battle’s won, In the mirror, heroes come undone. Blade and heart, the fight goes on, The last barber sings their song. [Bridge] Through fire and shadow, he stands alone, A warrior’s spirit carved in bone. With every cut, he heals the past, The soldier’s soul, free at last. [Chorus] Swords to shears, the battle’s won, In the mirror, heroes come undone. Blade and heart, the fight goes on, The last barber sings their song. [Outro] The last barber, steady and strong, Cuts through silence, echoes long. In his hands, the legends live on— The hero’s cut, forever drawn.