Classical & Orchestral: Ten Crowns From The Lamp — Gate 2

[Male Lead] The smoke became a palace The rain became a choir The streetlights bowed like candles When the strings climbed higher [violins rise, cello pulse] I held one note like thunder I let one breath become gold If music is a kingdom Let the hungry touch the throne [Genie - Female, Magical] Good. Now command beauty. Do not beg for it. [Male Lead] Then let the violins carry my name Let the timpani answer the flame I was dust on a midnight floor Now the whole sky opens its door [Choir Swell] Rise, rise, rise One crown burning in my eyes [Genie] Two crowns awakened. Eight gates remain. [Transition] [strings tremble, brass bends, timpani softens into brushed swing] [Genie Announces]