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Starborn

🎵 Song: Starborn Style: Symphonic Metal Ballad — orchestral strings, dark choirs, cinematic percussion, and soaring operatic soprano Starborn unfolds as a celestial hymn — a fusion of symphonic metal power and orchestral grace. Through sweeping strings, thunderous drums, and a voice that bridges the mortal and the divine, it tells the story of a soul born of starlight and shadow, finding her way back to the cosmos. Each verse drifts between fragility and grandeur, where whispers of destiny rise into choral flame. Majestic, emotional, and timeless, Starborn is both a myth retold and a reflection of every spirit that endures the dark to rediscover its own light. Created using AI-assisted tools and original design by Johnny Browntown. 📺 More songs & videos on my YouTube channel:    / @johnnybrowntown   📸 Cover art & visuals: Johnny Browntown #Starborn #SymphonicMetal #CinematicMusic #EpicBallad #FantasyMusic #OrchestralMetal #OperaticVocal #DarkChoir #WinterAesthetic #EpicSoundtrack #AIMusic #IndependentArtist #DigitalArt Lyrics: Before the world learned how to breathe, a wandering star slipped through the weave. She crossed the veil of winter skies, a shimmer falling— into life. No herald sang, no bells were rung the night was still and cold and young. Yet something ancient softly stirred— the universe had sent a word. Light cloaked in fragile human form, a newborn spark in earthly storms. She did not know the fire she bore— a star asleep at her very core. She is starborn, bound to night, quiet worlds behind her eyes. Through the shadows, through the ache, still her constellations wake. And in each tremor, every scar, the cosmos whispers who you are. Leah, child of distant flame— the sky remembers your true name. Years moved like tides through frost and rain, soft hands learning how to remain. The world grew heavy, cold at times, yet still she rose— in quiet lines. Her warmth survived the winter’s call, a lantern flickering— through it all. And though the dark kept drawing near, her ember heart refused the fear. The universe bent close to see its wandering daughter learn to breathe. Dust becomes light when shadows part— a star reforms inside her heart. She is starborn, bound to night, quiet worlds behind her eyes. Through the shadows, through the ache, still her constellations wake. And in each tremor, every scar, the cosmos whispers who you are. Leah, child of distant flame— the sky remembers your true name. And those who walk with searching hearts will feel her light before they see. Some souls are shaped to know her spark, to recognize her quietly. She is the kind the world forgets until her glow becomes their guide— and then they learn what stars regret: how long she wandered, undescribed. She is starborn, bright and clear, gathering her light year by year. Through the silence, through the pain, her ancient radiance wakes again. No longer lost in mortal guise— she rises now in winter skies. Leah, child of distant flame— the universe speaks back your name. And somewhere in the endless blue, a star once fallen shines anew. In midwinter’s hush, her light breaks free— a gift the night returns to see.