Plains of Resonance
2024-04-22
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Lyrics
Through the steppe, a low hum grows Ancient voices, where the wind blows Erhu weeps like the morning dew Rhythms pulse in a land so true [Drop] Beats rise up from the earth's deep core Whistles soar as the eagles do In the heart where the fire glows In the dance, spirits they brew Silhouettes 'gainst the setting sun Echoing the ancestors’ run [Buildup] Drums ignite, synths begin to fuse Throat chants deep, in the night's rendezvous
