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Rise of the Hidden Choir

A dark gothic / symphonic metal piece from the Neural Requiem II universe. Female vocals, slow doom atmosphere, cinematic melancholy. This track explores themes of shadow, memory, and inner fracture — where emotion outweighs perfection and darkness becomes a language of its own. Created as part of an independent AI-driven music project. All characters and stories are fictional or symbolic. This channel exists as a personal creative space — not for trends, not for profit. 🎵 Genre: Gothic Metal / Symphonic Metal / Doom Metal 🕯️ Mood: Dark • Melancholic • Atmospheric • Cinematic 🎤 Vocals: Female lead Headphones recommended. If this resonates with you, you’re welcome here. #symphonicmetal #gothicmetal ‪@JohnTheodorou‬ The last note left that shattered hall, But it did not fade at all. It rode the cracks in broken stone, Crossed the shards and reached the unknown. In cell and chapel, tomb and street, The sound woke sigils under skin and feet. Across Elaris, hearts caught fire— The echo birthed a hidden choir. [Pre-Chorus I] Soft at first, like ghosts that hum, Then a storm that would not be undone. [Chorus] Rise, rise, Hidden Choir, From the ashes and the wire. You were silence, you were scars, Now you’re constellated stars. Let your voices breach the void, Every chain can be destroyed. From the grave of every liar— Let them tremble At the rise of the Hidden Choir. A child in chains beneath the stone Hums the tune they thought unknown. A girl in rags beneath the pier Feels the melody draw near. A boy inside a Purity cage Finds the pitch of buried rage. Their sigils burn, their throats conspire— One by one they join the choir. Through the cracks in every wall, One same melody starts to crawl. Rise, rise, Hidden Choir, From the ashes and the wire. You were silence, you were scars, Now you’re constellated stars. Let your voices breach the void, Every chain can be destroyed. From the grave of every liar— Let them tremble At the rise of the Hidden Choir. I hear your song behind the storm, In every fractured, fragile form. You’re not a curse, you’re not a stain, You’re the memory this world retains. I swear by crown and Riftstorm sky, No more children left to die. Follow me through dark and fire— I will stand before your choir. We were hidden, we were broken, We were names left unspoken. Now our lullabies ignite— We are embers in the night. No more hunted in the gloom, No more dying without tomb. We are Echo, we are fire, We are the rising Hidden Choir! Rise, rise, Hidden Choir, Turn their gallows into spires. From the prisons, from the pyres, Sing their kingdoms into wires. You were silence, you were scars, Now you’re resurrected stars. Let your voices crown the sky— Every note a battle cry. Rise, rise, never tire, Let your song burn ever higher. When the Purity banners fall, They will hear you over all. From the ruins, from the mire— Elaris lives In the rise of the Hidden Choir. The last lament becomes a seed, A song for every broken need. And in the hush when storms expire… You still can hear The Hidden Choir.