Tutchev Space - Gate Alpha Centauri [Join The Culture]

Born with the birth of celestial flame,
They came, as whispers none could name.
Through starry paths their journey led,
With songs of worlds the silence fed.

Now down to Earth their steps descend,
With gifts of sound they seek to send.
Their House — a cosmos, strange yet clear,
Techno that speaks of distant sphere.

Their rhythm — union of flesh and sky,
Thoughts in tones that never die.
They call to those who dare to hear
The pulse of stars so bright, so near.

So heed their voice, step through the gate,
Where music bends both time and fate.
In Tutchev Space, where dance is prayer,
And rhythm dissolves both self and air.

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