Born of dead stars (Hivutus cover)

[Intro – whispers, vinyl crackle, reversed ambience] (tight, rhythmic whispers) Stel-lae mor-tu-ae… Pul-vis… stel-la-rum… [Verse I] There are colors no living eyes keep, buried in dark where the lost do not sleep. There are questions carved into bone, answers drifting where breath is unknown. [Verse II] There are thoughts too vast to contain, truths that fracture the structure of brain. Far beyond where the brave spirits are— even the fearless recoil from the dark. [Pre-Chorus – rising tension] I walk this world with borrowed sight, deciphering signs in endless night. [Chorus – wide, layered, hypnotic] I know so little, I won’t pretend, this void has no beginning or end. But one truth burns through dust and scars: YOU ARE STARDUST — BORN OF DEAD STARS. [Verse III] Ancient suns were shattered and slain, spilling their fire like cosmic rain. From that ruin, from that pyre, you were shaped in stellar fire. From that ruin, from that pyre, you were shaped in stellar fire. [Verse IV] Every breath you take tonight once burned in a star’s last light. Every bone, every hidden scar— still remembers what you are. [Pre-Chorus – deeper, heavier] I stand so small beneath it all, yet something answers when I fall. Response (Choir): In ci-ne-re as-tro-rum — ma-ne-mus Call: Pul-vis stel-la-rum — su-mus Response: Ae-ter-num — vi-vi-mus [Chorus – heavier, more layered] I know so little, I can’t explain, the pull of the void, the weight of pain. But one truth cuts through time and scars: YOU ARE STARDUST — BORN OF DEAD STARS. Dust — to dust Flesh — un-done Star — fire fades All — are one (locked chant grid) Stel-lae! Stel-lae! Mor-tu-ae! Ex ci-ne-re! Ex ci-ne-re! As-tra ru-unt! As-tra ru-unt! Pul-vis! Stel-la-rum! Breath — to frost Name — e-rased Time — de-vours All — it makes (Lead = defiant, human, breaking) I am more than what you claim (Choir) Ex mor-te stel-la-rum ve-nis (Lead) I am not just ash and flame (Choir – louder, layered) Ae-ter-num! Ae-ter-num! Then why do I feel the end? [Bridge – whispered, intimate] Before names… before fear… before time learned to count its years… there was fire… and now it breathes through you. [Final Chorus – full fusion, maximal intensity] I don’t know why we live or fade, or why the dark feels half awake. But one truth echoes near and far: YOU ARE STARDUST — BORN OF DEAD STARS. (Choir underneath, fully synced) Ex stel-lis mor-tu-is — ae-ter-num… Pul-vis stel-la-rum — vi-vi-mus… Call: Pul-vis stel-la-rum — su-mus