A voice rises from ruin, haunted by memories of fire and dust.

The libretto:
[Verse 1]
In the ashes I awaken,
Where the stars no longer sing.
Silent choirs, broken heavens,
Every breath a suffering.

[Pre-Chorus]
The sky bleeds black, the earth decays,
And shadows murmur through the haze…

[Chorus]
Whispers in the ashes call my name,
Echoes of a world consumed by flame.
No salvation, no light remains,
Only torment flowing in my veins.

[Verse 2]
Once I prayed to gods of mercy,
But their thrones are turned to stone.
Now I wander halls of silence,
Doomed to suffer all alone.

[Bridge]
Cracks in the mirror, voices inside,
A thousand shadows where hope has died.
Each whisper pulls me, closer still—
To the abyss, to the iron will.

[Final Chorus]
Whispers in the ashes call my name,
Burning, bleeding, feeding my shame.
No dawn will rise, no sun will save—
I walk with madness, the grave my stage.

Whispers In The Ashes

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Whispers In The Ashes

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