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The Forgotten Calling
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Skladba The Forgotten Calling vyšla 6. února 2026 Starlit Tunes na albu The Forgotten Calling - Single
6. února 2026
ŠtítekStarlit Tunes
JazykEnglish
BPM103
Melodičnost
Akustičnost
Valence
Tanečnost
Energie

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Morning light through silver haze,
Dreams dissolve in golden rays,
Three years gone, I still pretend,
That peace could never end.
The world stood still, or so I thought,
But destiny remembers what it sought.
A butterfly brushed my face,
And time awoke from its grace.
Purple wings wrote words in air,
"Inaction is a choice you bear,"
And in my chest, the truth ignites,
The calm before the fight.
Who am I now? Who have I become?
The son forgotten, the broken one.
Heaven's whisper burns my name,
And nothing feels the same.
If faith is a wound that never dies,
Then pain is the proof that angels lie.
Still I'll rise, though I'm torn,
From the peace before the storm.
Mother's eyes, they turned away,
Father's voice said I should stray,
My sister cried through trembling hands,
As if I was never part of this land.
A shadow life, a phantom face,
I vanished from my own embrace.
The necklace burned, my wings unsealed,
The truth I'd buried was revealed.
Grace appeared in butterflies,
With prophecy behind her eyes.
She said, "This pain's not punishment—
It's how your soul repents."
Who am I now? Who have I become?
The son forgotten, the broken one.
Heaven's whisper burns my name,
And nothing feels the same.
If faith is a wound that never dies,
Then pain is the proof that angels lie.
Still I'll rise, though I'm torn,
From the peace before the storm.
Silent schemes and endless wars,
Echo through celestial doors.
False prophets smile, humanity fades,
Yet light still trembles in the shade.
I never wanted this kind of grace,
But destiny won't be erased.
If I must fall to learn to stand,
Then lead me through this broken land.
My wings may fade, my name may die,
But still I'll chase the morning sky.
Through every loss, through every scar,
The chosen heart remembers who we are.
This is the vow reborn
From the peace before the storm.
Butterflies scatter into dawn,
Whispering, "Your calling lives on."
Written by: Ethan Wu
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