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#winterdawn Донат на оборудование для звукозаписи: (Verse 1) Beneath the ashes of forgotten empires, they lie, Old dead gods, abandoned under a desolate sky. Once revered, they roamed the celestial realm, Now but whispers in the wind, a forgotten helm. (Chorus) Like stars that burn out in the cosmic sea, The old dead gods fade into obscurity. Their myths and legends, lost in time’s abyss, Yet their echoes linger, even in the darkest abyss. (Verse 2) Their temples now stand as ruins of ancient lore, Where prayers once rose, now silence forevermore. Their power, once mighty, now mere echoes in the void, But the essence of their presence cannot be destroyed. (Bridge) In the ashes, new stories begin to take flight, As old dead gods give birth to alchemical light. Their spirits interweave with the fabric of myth, Their legacy transforming, in a cosmic shift. (Chorus) Like stars that burn out in the cosmic sea, The old dead gods fade into obscurity. But their essence lingers in the heart’s core, Inspiring new tales, forevermore. (Verse 3) In the cycle of life and death, they find renewed form, Reborn in the dreams of the poets, in the eye of the storm. Though their physical bodies may crumble and decay, Their essence forever dances, finding a different way. Гитара - Cort KX500FF Барабаны - Superior Drummer 3 Басc - Cort B5 MIDI Клавиатура - Arturia keylab essential 61
