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BAKUNAWA — Eater of the Vanishing Moon | Mythology Song

🌑 When the moon trembles… it is not shadow. It is hunger. BAKUNAWA — Eater of the Vanishing Moon awakens the ancient Philippine myth of the celestial serpent who devours the heavens during eclipses. 🌊 Born beneath the ocean before names existed, Bakunawa is not a beast of rage — but a force older than light itself. In forgotten ages, seven moons crowned the sky. One by one they vanished into the jaws of the deep. 🥁 Mortals beat drums. Priests cried to the stars. The sky trembled. Yet hunger does not sleep. This cinematic dark myth track summons the presence of the eclipse serpent through ritual percussion, deep choirs, and primordial atmosphere — as if the myth itself were breathing. 🌌 Listen… before the last moon fades. — Song of the Ancients ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 🎧 LYRICS ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Before tides remembered their turning I watched the sky learn to breathe I rose from caverns beneath the sea-roots Where coral remembers the night No priest had spoken of heaven No star had tasted light They crowned the sky with silver fruit They named it sacred flame But I was hunger before the naming And darkness before a name They raise their gongs in terror They strike the bronze for me I am the mouth of the ocean sky The coil no blade can sever I swallow moons as passing sparks Yet hunger lives forever O trembling world of fragile light Beat drums against my sea For when your heavens begin to fade It is only feeding me I circled the pillars of dawnless tides I tasted the roots of storms Six times the moon was taken from you Six times reborn in forms The gods hid embers in heaven’s vault To keep one flame from my sight But even stars must drown in time And all skies fall to night I hear your cities calling I feel your oceans pray I am the mouth of the ocean sky The coil no blade can sever I swallow moons as passing sparks Yet hunger lives forever O trembling world of fragile light Beat drums against my sea For when your heavens begin to fade It is only feeding me Song of the Ancients remembers Song of the Ancients sees Before your gods learned thunder They whispered myths of me I am the shadow behind eclipse The curve no dawn escapes The ancient tide that waits above Where silence swallows shapes Strike bronze — O world of fleeting breath Your fear is melody For every moon you think you save Returns again to me When drums fall still… the sky is mine.