Lyric

From the blazing southern edge, where the scarlet embers rise

The Danxue wind is carrying a five-hued painted cry

A sacred birth of feather, of ash and burning grace

The first pulse of a genesis in this forgotten place

Now ride the wind to western heights, where the jade and gold collide

At the gates of wild Kunlun, where the leopard-tailed reside!

Xi Wangmu roars into the void, with tiger teeth and steel

Through valleys where the blood-soaked earth is all that we can feel!

Oh, tiny wings that defy the freezing northern waves

The sorrow of a goddess lost, of forgotten, watery graves

Jingwei carries stone and wood to fill the endless deep

Who will guard the secrets of the ones who do not sleep?

WRITE DOWN THE TALE! The terror and the grace!

The memory of the five great peaks that birthed the human race!

Where light and darkness collide upon this ancient shore

We sing the requiem for the beasts, the gods, the nevermore!

Look to the east, the Shokusui river bleeds across the sand

The nine-headed demon fox is laughing at the land!

The cyclops-ox with snake-like tail walks on the dying shore

As plague and pestilence decay the green forevermore!

And to the spine, the heart of all, the Center we descend

Where emperors feast and hundred gods on shifting winds depend

In secret cities of the wild, and deep within the lake

Where the water meets the starlight, does the primal force awake?

[Operatic Solo Climax]

WRITE DOWN THE TALE! The terror and the grace!

The memory of the five great peaks that birthed the human race!

Where light and darkness collide upon this ancient shore

We sing the requiem for the beasts, the gods, the nevermore!

Sixty-four thousand li, under a fading sun

Seventy-two kingdoms fallen, before the day was done

Chronicler, hold your pen, do not let the memory fade

Before the world is swallowed by the shadows we have made

Terra... Aeternum

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