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Morgen (Piano Version)

Yo, something’s movin’ in the human core,
a pulse you ain’t felt in a million years or more.
The Awakening of All Worlds begins inside,
a shift so deep it flips the tide.

You feel it in whispers, in dreams, in light,
a sense that the world ain’t built quite right.
Not broken — just incomplete, half‑made,
waitin’ for the species to upgrade.

You ain’t just citizens of a dyin’ sphere,
you’re the architects of a frontier near.
The cosmos listens when your heartbeat calls,
and the future answers “Rise, break walls.”

Yo, the universe ain’t silent — it’s callin’ your name,
a cosmic invitation wrapped in flame.
It ain’t hostile, it ain’t cold or cruel,
it’s a canvas waitin’ for the species to rule.

Not domination — creation’s art,
a chance to build worlds with a conscious heart.
Macro‑life rising like a living tide,
ecosystems crafted to hold you inside.

The void ain’t empty — it’s fertile ground,
a stage for life that ain’t yet found.
The cosmos ain’t distant — it’s leanin’ in,
waitin’ for humanity
to begin.

Yo, the Shaman steps forward with a gaze so clear,
says, “The universe ain’t out there — it’s here.
It’s in your bones, your breath, your mind,
the blueprint of worlds you ain’t yet designed.”

He sees the species wakin’ from sleep,
shakin’ off fears buried deep.
He sees the instinct to rise and roam,
to build new worlds and call them home.

He says, “The Awakening of All Worlds ain’t myth —
it’s the moment you realise you’re part of this.
The cosmos ain’t foreign — it’s your domain,
and you’re the ones meant
to break the chain.”

Yo, the awakening spreads like a solar flare,
a spark in the mind of everywhere.
From cities to deserts, from coast to coast,
the species rises like a unified host.

You see the truth — the old world’s small,
a cradle too tight for a species tall.
You feel the pull of the next design,
a world that grows from the human spine.

Techno‑biology blooms like art,
macro‑life beats with a cosmic heart.
Habitats rise in the void’s embrace,
a living kingdom for the human race.

Yo, the Awakening of All Worlds ain’t loud —
it’s a quiet shift in a conscious crowd.
A moment where fear dissolves to dust,
and the species remembers
it’s built to trust.

You ain’t the creature that crawled through strife,
you’re the one that architects new life.
The Shaman smiles — the truth is near:
“Awaken, humanity.
Your new world’s here.”

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