Dead Gods - Hauntingly Beautiful Vocal Fantasy Music

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Dead Gods - Hauntingly Beautiful Vocal Fantasy Music

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Dive into the realm of fantasy with "Dead Gods," where hauntingly beautiful vocal melodies transport you to a world of ancient myths and forgotten legends. Let this enchanting composition awaken your imagination and evoke a sense of wonder as you journey through realms of magic and mystery.

🌌 Ethereal Atmosphere: Immerse yourself in the ethereal ambiance of "Dead Gods," where haunting vocal harmonies and enchanting melodies create a spellbinding atmosphere. Feel the presence of ancient deities and lost civilizations as you traverse through realms beyond imagination.

🌙 Vocal Elegance: Experience the mesmerizing beauty of vocal fantasy music as ethereal voices weave tales of forgotten lore and timeless enchantment. Let the haunting melodies and evocative lyrics transport you to distant worlds and unlock the secrets of forgotten gods.

✨ Mythical Journey: Embark on a mythical journey through the depths of imagination, where each note and lyric guides you further into the realms of fantasy. Explore ancient ruins, encounter mystical creatures, and unravel the mysteries of a world long lost to time.

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In the mist where silence weeps,
Lies a giant's final sleep,
Bones of ages washed by time,
On a shore where shadows climb.

A cloak of red, a soul alone,
Wanders through the gray and stone,
Echoes of a world long past,
Mourned by waves that gently cast.

Giant’s ribs, a solemn frame,
Whisper tales without a name,
In the fog, the memories fade,
Of a life that time betrayed.

On this beach where secrets lie,
A lonely figure passes by,
Lost in thought, beneath the sky,
Where ancient giants came to die.

KC_AM
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I think "dead" stands for forgotten in this sense. Imagine all the gods of ancient civilizations that we know very little to nothing about.

paianganomu
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This introvert here appreciates the ambience and smoothness. 10/10

RepentYahawah
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My temples stand empty, lost in the forest, shrouded by greenery, strangled by vines. No prayers are spoken, no songs are sung. No one kneels down to me. Everyone 's gone. When no prayers are spoken, and no songs are sung. I've been abandoned . Where do forgotten Gods go? written by Al Foucault

AlFoucault
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As a writer, this is the best thing ever. It's not distracting but it isn't boring, It's the perfect balance

ZoeFriess
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I love the comment section on ambient music videos, like it can be something like bird sounds, rain, or something like this the comment sections are all just amazing because nobody has anything to leave hate comments about it's great. hope everyone has a great day :)

elizabethsimpson
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2:27am.
Rain falls outside my window.
I am neither tired nor awake.
Peace.
🖤

X
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"That is not dead which can eternal lie. And with strange aeons even death may die." (H.P. Lovecraft)

grimfistgaming
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Of greater days come and gone,
this fact remains true.
That time marches ever on,
around, over, and right through.

O be it said from atop mountains high,
and down to valleys far below.
That time crumbles things by and by,
rendering all touched one day hollow.

Grind down the mountain, sheer the peaks,
reduced one day to sands.
And echo unto one that seeks,
answers in forgotten lands.

Know that one truth remains unshaken,
hallowed above all.
The ones perceived divine were mistaken,
for in the end even gods fall.

statealchemist
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A skeleton looms, vast and still,
trapped in the ice, against its will.
Its tale, so distant, a forgotten thrill,
began eons ago, its destiny to fulfill.

banker
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The skeleton in the picture is interesting because if it were a human, it would have fallen apart, scattered and been buried. In this picture the huge skeleton of the unknown god has seemingly washed up on shore...completely intact. Why did its flesh fade but its bones stay together if not to say "I am still here" but "I am gone" at the same time.

Ch-thalassa
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So beautiful. Takes me away from the nightmare the world has become.

kathleencollins
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Let's take a moment of for the beautiful music, the comment section, and all the poets who I love you guys ✨✨✨🎶🎶🎶☺️

BTSMochi
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...I am soooo grateful... I had a very, very melancholic mindset this morning, had been sad about so many things that go wrong on our beautiful planet because of mankind, and even my dog-companions couldn't change it. I wandered the forest behind my home half of the day, sat down for a meditation after that and found THIS stunningly beautiful piece of yours, dear Athena. It soothed the pain in my heart and my companions are lying around me slumbering peacefully now while we are listening to your music... Thank you. Love, peace and blessings from a small piece of ancient Celtic forest in Western Germany from a loner who tries to listen to the soft whispers of the old gods and what they left to us every day and night in selfmade loneliness. Blessed be everyone. 🖤🤍🙏🏼

IsaDarshana
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In the shadows deep, where souls doth weep,
The greater minds do wander and seek,
Through the dark and the forgotten tales,
They tread, unraveling ancient veils.

In the thick air, ripe fruits' scent doth cling,
A heavenly choir in whispers sing,
Of journeys past, of souls untold,
Of mysteries lost, of stories bold.

With hands raised high, they lock the gate,
To realms unseen, where fates await,
Where souls and minds intertwine,
In the cosmic dance, a timeless sign.

bodatanvi
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We killed all the gods, for their were an obstacle in our endeavors. But now, in a world without gods, there is nothing and nobody who cares for what is important.
Our songs are about victory and massacre, but only the madmen and the fanatics can prosper. Only the strongest can decide among the red rivers and the ashes.
Live!!! Said the last of the gods. Everything is yours now.

Alfeco-dmuk
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"What happens if we eat the fruit?" she asked the serpent.

"You will know all."

"Will we know happiness?"

"You will know ALL." the serpent repeated, sadness in its voice.

garcalej
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In the mountains, valleys, oceans, clouds,
Lies temples left abandoned.
Civilizations turned to dust,
Old customs now stranded.

I look at this place, so beautiful, so divine,
The place that once flourished all around,
And yet, when I look at it now,
There is but a single whisper to surround.

The songs, the glee, the laughter, the cheers,
The joy, the sadness, the anger, the fear,
Every word, every feeling, every action ever executed,
No more to be seen, nor heard, for it has all concluded.

I look at this playpen that I made so carefully,
Filled it with unprecedented spirits and life.
I realize the consequences of my actions,
The demise I created, and for it I strife.

In a fit of rage, I lashed out.
My children now motionless, alongside their family,
As I recall their flout,
Towards the beings they created, that call themselves "humanity".

As I look down, I notice,
The humans praying like dogs,
I regret my actions, and send a messenger to them,
To inform them that they pray to dead gods.

Alien
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I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
No thing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
- "Ozymandias" by Percy Shelley

gwill
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this is at a completely another level... this cant be explained. im at a loss of words.... seriously... this is very massive. the impact it has on your focus is just unexplainable.

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