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No Longer Lullaby (Requiem for Circe Remaster)

They called her exile. They made her myth. But Circe never vanished—she transformed. 🎭 Listen if you’ve ever... Been punished for your power Outgrown the love that once tamed you Felt grief twist into a crown 🎧 Mythic Dark Orchestral Ballad / Symphonic Rock Elegy A genre-shifting soundspell of whispered choirs, layered vocal storms, and fractured time signatures. Ethereal yet thunderous—like enchantment breaking mid-curse. Lament becomes fury. Fury becomes rule. 📜 Lore Fragment They never feared her magic. They feared her memory. And now the isle sings for no one but her. No temple stands, no altar prays, yet every tide carries her name. Circe—abandoned, feared, remembered—rewrites her exile into a sovereign requiem. 🎤 Lyrics: On an isle where silence weaves, A goddess waits, a heart deceives. The sea remembers, the stars still know, The name of she the earth let go. She walks where the wild winds sigh, A sorceress with no goodbye. Moonlit shadows trace her name, Yet every echo ends the same. Her potions bloom in twilight’s wane, A hymn composed of love and pain. One glance can bend the bravest will, Her spell remains when hearts fall still. Do you see her hand, or feel her chain? Is it devotion—or her disdain? A song of power, cruel and kind, A prison sung inside your mind. Oh Circe, lost in a poison lullaby, Your love’s the curse they can’t defy. In waves they drown, yet still they plead, Forever bound in their endless need. The stars above refuse to fade, They watch her spell, both sharp and frayed. Each labyrinth of woven lies, Hides a truth the gods despise. Her exile carved by jealous hands, A queen unthroned, the sea commands. Forgotten prayers that never came, But still she burns without their flame. Her name was silence, her crown undone, But in her eyes, the tempest runs. A fate decreed, a spell denied, Yet still she stands against the tide. Oh Circe, torn in the ocean’s sigh, Your song a chain, your song a cry. The waves obey, the mortals bleed, But you alone bear the endless need. She tends her flames, she brews her glass, Each bitter draught, each curse amassed. But in her solitude she weeps, For every soul her potion keeps. No temple calls, no altar prays, Her exile sings through endless days. A goddess fierce, a spirit true, An untamed heart the earth withdrew. Yet in her grief, defiance blooms, A crown of storms, of shattered runes. For who can cage the untamed sea? What god can bind her sovereignty? Oh Circe, breaker of lullabies, Your power burns, your spirit flies. No spell can cage, no chain can bind, The sovereign fire you still define. Hear the isle, it sings her name, The world will never be the same. Exiled, broken, yet still she reigns, Her requiem forged in storm and flame. She walks alone where wild winds call, But even broken, she stands tall. Her voice, her spell, her endless art— A requiem sung from a shattered heart. Oh Circe, no longer lullaby— Your requiem crowns the darkened sky. Through waves, through chains, through gods untrue, The isle still whispers: it bows to you. Moonlight bends where shadows stay, Her song will never fade away. A goddess lost, a goddess free, Her requiem haunts eternity. ✨ Lyric Highlight “Her exile sings through endless days— A goddess fierce, a spirit true.” 🎼 All music & story by Seraphina Stardust & The School of Echoes #MythicRockElegy #RequiemForCirce #SeraphinaStardust #DarkFolkOpera #ExileBalladry #WitchwaveAnthem #LyricalSovereignty #EtherialFurycore #SirenSymphonic #HauntedGoddessSong #BrokenCrownFire #MythicTimeSignature #VoiceOfTheIsle