Lost Kingdom
Lost Kingdom Echoes: A Tale of Forgotten Glory
Lyrics
We seem to be forgotten
We feel neglected and overlooked
The children of disgrace
We are descendants marked by shame
Walking through the ruins
Navigating through the remains
Of this deserted place
In this abandoned and desolate space
Once we were a kingdom
Once we had a thriving kingdom
Now it turns to dust
Now reduced to decay and dirt
All our ancient wisdom
Our ancient wisdom serves as a reminder
Reminds of what we've lost
Echoing the magnitude of our loss
I hear the voice of the gods and their calling my name
I sense the divine calling, acknowledging my existence
I hear the sound of the wind that remains the same
The wind's sound persists, unchanging
However I turn they are not coming back
Despite my efforts, the past won't return
What used to shine bright is now turning black
What was once brilliant now darkens
I hear the voice of the gods and their calling my name
I sense the divine calling, acknowledging my existence
I hear the sound of the wind that remains the same
The wind's sound persists, unchanging
However I turn they are not coming back
Despite my efforts, the past won't return
What used to shine bright is now turning black
What was once brilliant now darkens
We seem to be forgotten
We feel neglected and overlooked
The children of the sun
Descendants of a glorious past
We're searching for an answer
Seeking answers in a void of emptiness
But everything is gone
Everything we knew has vanished
A once so proud culture
A culture once proud now buried
Swallowed by the sand
Consumed by the relentless sands
Why we were left
Left wondering why we were abandoned
We might never understand
The understanding may elude us forever
I hear the voice of the gods and their calling my name
I sense the divine calling, acknowledging my existence
I hear the sound of the wind that remains the same
The wind's sound persists, unchanging
However I turn they are not coming back
Despite my efforts, the past won't return
What used to shine bright is now turning black
What was once brilliant now darkens
I hear the voice of the gods and their calling my name
I sense the divine calling, acknowledging my existence
I hear the sound of the wind that remains the same
The wind's sound persists, unchanging
However I turn they are not coming back
Despite my efforts, the past won't return
What used to shine bright is now turning black
What was once brilliant now darkens
I hear the voice of the gods and their calling my name
I sense the divine calling, acknowledging my existence
I hear the sound of the wind that remains the same
The wind's sound persists, unchanging
However I turn they are not coming back
Despite my efforts, the past won't return
What used to shine bright is now turning black
What was once brilliant now darkens
I hear the voice of the gods and their calling my name
I sense the divine calling, acknowledging my existence
I hear the sound of the wind that remains the same
The wind's sound persists, unchanging
However i turn they are not coming back
Despite my efforts, the past won't return
What used to shine bright is now turning black
What was once brilliant now darkens
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