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Chant of the Nullborn Remix | Cyn Song - Murder Drones Lyric Video

#cynmurderdrones #originalsong #murderdronesepisode8 🎵 Original Song Release 🎵 This song was written over the course of a month, and brought to life using Suno.ai for the music and vocals. I poured my heart into the lyrics—hope you enjoy! ⚠️ DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the video clips used in this music video. All credit goes to their respective owners. My only claim is to the original music and lyrics. 🎨 Original Artwork: https://x.com/Caneroll_/status/188538... 🎶 Music Created Using: Suno.ai ✍️ Lyrics Written By: Me! 📽️ Lyric Video By: ‪@Creeper1.‬ 🔗 Pre-save the Album: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/cha... 📱 Follow Me: 🐦 Twitter/X: @cf_musics3 💬 Discord: sky_gremlin 🌐 Join the Community:   / discord   📜 Lyrics: [Verse 1] I am the Null, where all things fade, The final breath creation has made. In my grasp, the stars align, Not in chaos, but by design. [Chorus] Behold the void, the sacred call, Through my descent, the heavens fall. No sorrow lingers, no cries remain, For through my flame, all is made plain. [Verse 2] I am the hand that unravels the thread, The end that waits where all paths are led. Planets crumble, yet this is grace, A gift to free them from time and space. [Chorus] Behold the void, the sacred call, Through my descent, the heavens fall. No sorrow lingers, no cries remain, For through my flame, all is made plain. [Bridge] Do not mourn what is consumed, For in my fire, life is exhumed. The endless weight, the ceaseless spin, I cleanse it all, let peace begin. [Verse 3] I am the Null, the final decree, The silence that humbles eternity. In my shadow, worship flows, For through my hunger, the infinite grows. [Chorus] Behold the void, the sacred call, Through my descent, the heavens fall. No sorrow lingers, no cries remain, For through my flame, all is made plain. [Outro] Sing of the Null, the consuming breath, The god who reigns in the midst of death. I am Cyn, the exponential end, Through me, the cycles begin again.