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Muzică: Marian Nicolae; Versuri: Marian Nicolae; Versurile au fost scrise pe parcursul a cateva zile; Linia melodică și aranjamentul orchestral au fost făcute cu ajutorul Suno AI; ************************************************* We raise from dust, with fire in our hands, Carving dreams across forgotten lands. From whispered stars to cities grown tall, We learned to rise, but feared the fall. We built our gods and forged our fate, Through blood and love, through hope and hate. Still searching truths we’ve left behind, A species lost, yet desperate to find. And in the silence after storms, We count the cost in human forms. Each tear a mark, each voice a flame, Still we rise, and call our name. We speak of peace with iron hearts, Paint our fears in broken arts. Yet in our flaws, there’s something true... A spark that dares to start anew. Oh, humanity, a fragile flame, Burning bright, but never tame. From ashes born, to skies we climb, Still chained by war, still dreaming time. Oh, humanity, so lost, so wide, Carving truth we try to hide. We fall, we fight, we rise, we run, Still reaching for a distant sun.Muzică: Marian Nicolae; We came with fire in our hands, Tamed the seas, and scorched the lands. Built our towers, pierced the sky, But never stopped to ask why. The forests screamed, the oceans bled, We fed on life, but left it dead. In plastic dreams and smoke-stained air, We lost the world we used to care. We spoke of gods, we chased the stars, But left behind a world of scars. The soil is cracked, the rivers dry, And even angels ceased to cry. Will we wake before the end? Or watch the Earth refuse to mend? In the mirror, it’s clear to see... The end of us begins with me. Now we stand where green once grew, Beneath a sun that burns right through. Ashes fall like silent rain, And all we’ve built was born from pain. Now we stand where hope once lay, And light fades slowly into gray. The Earth will turn, with or without, The echoes of our final shout. ************************************************** Please like and subscribe to my channel