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Star Maiden is for fans of sci-fi music, dark synthpop/dance-pop, industrial pop guitars, and metal-pop vocals—anthem hooks with a cinematic edge. This channel is a story-driven concept album told through AI music videos, lyric videos, and Shorts about an ancient alien presence reshaping Earth and rejecting the worship/throne model. Blue Marble, Broken Halo. This is not a comfort song. It’s a mirror. “Blue Marble, Broken Halo” is a cinematic prequel—an orbiting witness to what humanity is capable of: tenderness and cruelty, genius and collapse, love and possession. It looks at the same world through two lenses at once: the miracle of being alive here…and the ways we keep choosing convenience, fear, and violence over care. The story lives in the contradiction: A planet that can grow gardens also grows blades. A species that can sing lullabies also learns to normalize harm. A halo meant for guidance can fracture into judgment. If a particular scene hits hard—good. That’s the point. This chapter doesn’t ask for blind hope or easy absolution. It asks for attention. It asks what it would mean to be worthy of this world. This release leads into Chapter 2: “We Came from the Sky.” Content note: includes imagery of war and environmental harm. If you felt something, don’t just scroll past it—do one small thing today. Pick up a bag of trash. Refuse a piece of single-use plastic. Donate, volunteer, speak up, vote like the ocean is watching—because it is. What moment hit you the hardest? #starmaiden #BlueMarbleBrokenHalo #cinematicmusicvideo #environmentalart #scifimusic #aiart #conceptalbum #metalpop #synthpop #ocean #polution #environmentalawareness #plasticpollution #war #venezuela #politicslk Lyrics: Earth. A jewel with teeth marks—still pretty from birth. A cradle with alarms, rocking ruin and mirth. Verse 1 We watched your oceans breathe in moonlit blue, A cobalt throat that sang the dark right through. We watched your cities glitter, sharp and bright, Then leaned in close and heard the hidden bite. Your music reached us first, not bombs in flight, Your lullabies through static, thin as light— Little ghosts of tenderness, too soft to last, Riding the same bright bands as panic’s blast. You named your children after angels—bright, Then taught them how to clench their fists at night. You painted love in holy colors—bliss, Then priced it like a bracelet on the wrist. Pre-Chorus So beautiful—yet bruised and so unkissed, So unfinished—still you begged to be dismissed, So loud with loneliness—the silence never missed. Chorus You were a miracle with dirty hands, A garden growing blades in hungry sands. A planet praying hard to be redeemed, By gods you never met—but still you dreamed. We saw the halo round your home—its gloss, And all the bruises you called “progress” at a cost. We heard you begging through your screens, distressed: “Please… someone… stop this mess.” Verse 2 We studied all your borders—ink on old maps, Thin little lines you bled for in collapse. You built cathedrals reaching for the skies, And left the ground to rot where mercy dies. You split the atom like a hymn—so neat, Then held its glow like promise, warm and sweet, As if the sun belonged to you by right, If you could steal enough of it from night. We watched you turn your rivers into glass, To mirror back a face you couldn’t pass. We watched you fill your seas with plastic everywhere, Then called it “normal,” called it “air.” Pre-Chorus You had everything—still chose hunger’s sting, You had language—still chose cruelty’s swing. Chorus You were a miracle with dirty hands, A garden growing blades in hungry sands. A planet crying out to outer space, For someone strong enough to set the pace. We saw the halo round your home—its glow, And all the smoke you named “success” below. We heard your bravest truth through failing bliss: “We can’t fix this.” Bridge Your wars were not the strangest thing to hear— The strangest thing was how you loved through fear. How you laughed between the sirens, cracked but brave, How you still reached out while digging your own grave. A child’s drawing taped to cold kitchen steel, A universe of hope in lines that feel: A sun, a house, a stick-figure family— And one small word that started every war: “mine.” There is a flaw in your design—no grace: You worship power, then wonder at the scars it makes. Final Chorus So we came—not monsters from your stories told, But as the ending you rehearsed in growing cold. We came to silence chaos, make the mercy run, To make your trembling goodness finally win—undone. Look up—see the sky become a door tonight, Hear the whole world hold its breath in sterile light…