Lyrics

After the Echo (Extended Arrangement)
Here's a longer and more descriptive version of the "After the Echo" lyrics, maintaining the Karl Jenkins-esque, Olde English, and post-apocalyptic themes.
Intro
From silent realms, where all was once ablaze,
A hollowed stillness dawns through endless days.
No memory stirs of laughter, or of tears,
Just the soft, persistent murmuring of fears.
Verse 1
No angel's call, nor trumpet's echoing might,
No fiery chariot streaking through the night.
But fading whispers of a grander dream,
A cosmic tapestry, unravelling at the seam.
From ancient texts, the void, the formless deep,
Where whispered myths of creation softly sleep.
A primal naught, by sacred lore foretold,
Where forgotten souls in slumber now unfold.
Chorus
For even naught, holds promise in its core,
A waiting canvas, never seen before.
And from the silence, life may softly creep,
While ancient wisdom, new horizons keep.
A tender breath upon the barren air,
A whispered hope, dispelling all despair.
Verse 2
No atom dances, no spark dares to ignite,
No star's last flicker pierces through the night.
But the echoing shadow of a universal tomb,
Enshrouded deeply in eternal gloom.
Yet from the dust, a whisper starts to sigh,
A nascent hum beneath a newborn sky.
A gentle stirring, a potential unseen,
Where seeds of being patiently convene.
Chorus
For even naught, holds promise in its core,
A waiting canvas, never seen before.
And from the silence, life may softly creep,
While ancient wisdom, new horizons keep.
A tender breath upon the barren air,
A whispered hope, dispelling all despair.
Bridge
A single note, where once was broken sound,
Now softly resonates on hallowed ground.
New melodies from chaos now arise,
Reflecting wonders in unseeing eyes.
The quantum dance, a rhythm reappears,
Dispelling cosmic shadows, calming ancient fears.
A subtle shift, from disorder to design,
A gentle genesis, eternally divine.
Chorus
For even naught, holds promise in its core,
A waiting canvas, never seen before.
And from the silence, life may softly creep,
While ancient wisdom, new horizons keep.
A tender breath upon the barren air,
A whispered hope, dispelling all despair.
Outro
A gentle genesis, a slow and quiet grace,
Reclaiming purpose in this empty space.
Eternally divine, beyond all mortal plight,
A dawning promise, born from endless night.