(Soft chimes, distant echoes, a voice whispers: “Welcome to the Elysian Flow…”) Yeah… floating through the stars, Riding waves of light, no matter where we are. Golden winds whisper, let the rhythm unfold, This the Elysian Flow, where the lost turn gold.
[Verse 1]
I move like the breeze through the gates of the dawn, Every step that I take is a verse in a song. No weight on my shoulders, just the echoes of peace, Every lyric I spit is a soul’s release.
I saw the rivers run deep in the sky, Watched the moon paint dreams in the blink of an eye. The Elysian Flow, where the stars all align, Where the rhythm of the cosmos moves in perfect time.
[Chorus]
(Melodic hook, floating harmonies) We in the Elysian Flow, where the waves don’t break, Where the light moves slow, and the echoes awake. No fear, no chains, just the rhythm of the soul, Let the universe speak, let the cosmos unfold.
[Verse 2]
I saw the elders dance in the glow of the sun, Told me wisdom ain’t a race, it’s a journey never done. Every breath is a scripture, every step is a psalm, Every beat in my chest is the sound of the dawn.
I walk with the mystics, talk with the saints, Meditate deep till my mind vibrates. No struggle, no hate, just the echoes of peace, In the Elysian Flow, where the cycles release.
[Bridge]
(Soft breakdown, spoken word style) Yo, I heard the voice of the infinite calling, Told me rise up, let the burdens start falling. Told me spit truth, let the frequencies ride, Told me open up the gates, let the lost ones slide.
[Chorus]
We in the Elysian Flow, where the waves don’t break, Where the light moves slow, and the echoes awake. No fear, no chains, just the rhythm of the soul, Let the universe speak, let the cosmos unfold.
[Verse 3]
I saw the galaxies dance in divine rotation, Every planet a verse, every comet a cadence. The Elysian Flow ain’t a place, it’s a state, Where the soul breaks free, where the mind vibrates.
I left the past in the dust, let the echoes fade, Stepped into the light, let the blessings cascade. No shackles, no limits, just the infinite sound, In the Elysian Flow, where the lost get found.
[Outro]
(Fading echoes, celestial hums return) Yeah… floating through the stars, Riding waves of light, no matter where we are. Golden winds whisper, let the rhythm unfold, This the Elysian Flow, where the lost turn gold.
