Where the Last Stars Remember

Black Metal, ambient black metal, atmospheric black metal, and blackgaze; measured, spacious pacing; clean gothic vocals spanning a wide range, half-spoken talk-sing climbing into high notes, with whispered ad-libs between lines; tremolo-picked guitars, spacious atmospheric layers, solemn keyboards, restrained marching drums, and distant choir; reverberant guitar layers recede and bloom around the vocals, balancing dread with room for each texture

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[Intro] Beyond the mountains, beyond the rain, The old roads call our names again. [Verse I] Beneath the boughs of a dying wood, Where kings once stood and towers stood, The leaves lie black on the nameless stone, And time has claimed what we called our own. The western sky wears a crown of grey, The last of the golden fields decay, And through the mist, where the ravens fly, The buried banners begin to rise. [Chorus] Ride through the silence, ride through the night! Beyond the ashes, beyond the light! Though all our kingdoms crumble to dust, The stars shall remember the names of us! [Verse II] The mountain sleeps beneath its shroud, The moon hangs pale above the cloud, And every river, cold and deep, Guards ancient oaths the stones still keep. No fire burns in the watchtower high, No winged herald crosses the sky, Yet far away, through the northern rain, The horns of the elder world sound again. [Chorus] Ride through the silence, ride through the night! Beyond the ashes, beyond the light! Though all our kingdoms crumble to dust, The stars shall remember the names of us! [Bridge] And when the final watchfires fade, And all the songs of men decay, When grass grows tall on the halls of kings, And silence swallows the songs we sing— Beyond the end of the oldest road, Beyond the earth and its ancient load, One pale star through the darkness gleams, A fading light from forgotten dreams. [Final Chorus] Ride through the silence, ride through the night! Beyond the ashes, beyond the light! Though all our kingdoms crumble to dust, The stars shall remember the names of us! And when the last of our fires depart, The night shall carry the beating heart Of all that vanished, of all that passed— The stars endure when nothing lasts! [Outro] Beyond the mountains, beyond the rain, The old roads call... And none return again.

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