Temple Q: The Lost Outpost | Cinematic Ambient + Lore Song (4K) скачать в хорошем качестве

Temple Q: The Lost Outpost | Cinematic Ambient + Lore Song (4K)

A 17-minute cinematic journey through the ancient walkways of Temple Q, ending at the silent remains of the NWC Expedition Camp. 🌿 00:00 – The Temple Path Breathing foliage. Alien stone. Twilight settles over the temple grounds. 🏕️ 04:16 – The Discovery The path ends at the NWC Camp. The equipment is running. The coffee is cold. The people are gone. This camp was established to study the temple’s perimeter after the initial team disappeared. The follow-up exploration team sent their data back — but they too never returned to base. The song at the end of this video explores the legend of their departure. The truth of what happened to the expedition team is far darker. 📖 Uncover the full story in the novel that started it all: Children of Arla → Amazon: [https://amzn.to/3DTgAeM] 🎧 Audiobook Edition → Audible: https://adbl.co/4asS0B4] Lyrics: [Verse 1] Canvas flaps in the dust Plastic cups in the weeds Name tags curling at the corners Old lanyards caught in the breeze A busted watch on a tent pole Stopped at quarter to two Whiteboard ink turned ghost-gray Still spelling out “Welcome to Q” [Chorus] We built a camp at Temple Q On folding chairs and borrowed truth Sang old songs like they were new Till the echoes started breaking through We lit our hopes like paper fuse At the camp at Temple Q [Verse 2] Coffee burned in the kettle Printed plans on the floor Maps marked up with bright highlighters Circles Arrows Locked doors Lantern glow on your notebook Big words None of them clear You said “Faith is just a campsite” I said “Then why are we still here?” [Chorus] We built a camp at Temple Q On folding chairs and borrowed truth Sang old songs like they were new Till the echoes started breaking through We lit our hopes like paper fuse At the camp at Temple Q [Bridge] Tear down the banner Pack up the creed (hey!) All that we carried Was heavier indeed If this was the temple It fit in a queue A line of the hopeful Waiting for proof [Chorus] We built a camp at Temple Q On folding chairs and borrowed truth Sang old songs like they were new Till the echoes started breaking through We walked away in worn-out shoes From the camp at Temple Q