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Ashes they Inherit (Epic Orchestral Vocal Music Video)

#epic #cinematic #orchestral #music #vocal #celestial #fantasy #fantasymusic #angels #musicvideo #cinematic #ballad Lyrics: They stood upon the ruins of a heaven-broken sky, The chains that once had bound them, shattered, cast aside. They raised their hands in glory, they wept, they laughed, they swore That never would the world be crushed beneath another's war. The fallen ones were dragged through streets in iron and in shame, Their wings were bound and broken, mortals spat upon their name. Once lords of light and order, now displayed for all to see, A trophy of the hatred that had longed so long to breathe. Ashes they inherit, ashes they become, They swore to build a better world, look now at what was done. The throne was barely empty, the blood had barely dried, When they became the very thing they bled and burned to fight. Ashes they inherit, ashes, ashes they become. The races turned on one another, old wounds split anew, The spoils of war divided, every promise broken through. The weak were crushed by a stronger grasp, The gold changed hands in a heartbeat fast. And those who swore of freedom built new chains to hold it fast. Ashes they inherit, ashes they become, They swore to build a better world, look now at what was done. The throne was barely empty, the blood had barely dried, When they became the very thing they bled and burned to fight. Ashes they inherit, ashes, ashes they become. The angels knelt in dungeons, counted every scar and slight, Their captors drunk on vengeance, blind to what they'd lost that night. No gods above to guide them, no oppressor left to blame, The mortals looked into the mirror, and found themselves the same. Ashes they inherit, ashes they become, They swore to build a better world, look now at what was done. The throne was barely empty, the blood had barely dried, When they became the very thing they bled and burned to fight. Ashes they inherit – ashes, ashes they become. And so the dark inherits what the light could never keep... Gloria Tenebris! The glory of the deep.