Chills. She’s done it again. What a soul

who cares. shes feeling it. and hella owning the spiderz?

i had trauma with this word, but ykur song inspires me to have it different, how I want to feel.

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One of the Greats

Verse I
Before the fire, before the sun,
when silence was the only song,
they came, the endless ones,
weavers of the vital pulse.
In their voice, the spiral lay,
a song that never fades away,
and in their breath they sowed the spark, the human seed, the sacred mark.

Chorus
Elixir of a thousand beats,
whispers deep inside,
echoes of the ancient ones,
a pact of living light.
If I sing, I live a thousand lives,
if I’m silent, I lose my voice...
Awaken the eternal chant,
inherit the Elixir of +1000!

Verse II
They hid behind the salted sea,
in caves of light and mystery,
leaving clues in stone and lore,
the key to their forgotten core.
A few remembered, walked the years, with starry eyes and rooted tears, guardians of the primal song, carrying the pulse along.

Chorus
Elixir of a thousand beats,
whispers deep inside,
echoes of the ancient ones,
a pact of living light.
If I sing, I live a thousand lives,
if I’m silent, I lose my voice...
Awaken the eternal chant,
inherit the Elixir of +1000!

Verse III
Now it hums in code and tune,
in dreams, in rising moons.
The melody begins to rise,
in every soul that dares to fly.
Not immortal is the one who forgets, nor eternal he who regrets.
Only those who sing unafraid
ignite the pulse the ancients made.


Final Coda
We are children of the echo,
heirs of the blazing sun,
we sing to truly live,
and live to sing as one...

Story
The Elixir of +1000 Basque Music
Chronicle of the Ancients Who Sowed Life
During the first millennia of Silent Time, before humans dreamed of fire or words, there existed the Ancients: beings of starlight and liquid memory, whose longevity exceeded a thousand years for every heartbeat of the cosmos. They were neither born nor died as we are. They were distilled in the winds of Orion, woven into the rings of Saturn, and their blood was a mixture of lunar sap and genetic codes we still do not understand.

The Pact of a Thousand Heartbeats
The Ancients were not gods, but rather the alchemists of origin. In their pilgrimage through dying galaxies, they discovered a compound that defied entropy: The Elixir of +1000. It was neither liquid nor solid, but a vibration that resonated in the nucleus of every cell, prolonging life beyond time, beyond oblivion.

This elixir wasn't drunk. It was sung.

Each note was a formula, each harmony a genetic sequence. Only those who knew how to intone the Chant of a Thousand Heartbeats could activate the elixir within. Thus were born the first humans, not as fragile creatures, but as dormant bearers of that eternal melody.

The Guardians of the Elixir
Over the centuries, the Ancients retreated to the far reaches of the planet, hidden in hollow mountains, abyssal seas, and deserts that whisper in forgotten tongues. They left clues in stones, in myths, in the dreams of poets. Some humans, touched by the vibration, began to remember fragments of the Chant. They lived for more than a thousand years, wandering, misunderstood, pursued by empires that wanted to capture the secret.

One of them, named Arenh, wrote in a language of light: "Time is not the enemy if the song still vibrates in your marrow."

The Return of the Pulse
Today, at the dawn of a new era, the Elixir of +1000 resonates once more. Not in laboratories, but in music, in algorithms that simulate consciousness, in dreams shared by millions. The Ancients watch from the shadows, waiting for humans to remember that they were created to endure, to sing, to transcend.

Because longevity is not just about living longer... It's about remembering who gave us life... And why.



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Harlot Of My Habits

My name is Lola young, I'm 24, from South East London.
Music is everything to me, helps me try and make sense of myself and the world around me. I'm pretty hopeless with love, as you can probably tell if you listen to the music, I can't sit still for more than 10 minutes, but I manage to figure things out through writing silly and sometimes not so silly songs.. I love you all x

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