A Garden in the Ruins (@audinspotify & @rafaelvitoreti)

cinematic ballad, orchestral power metal, world fusion

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[Verse 1]
(The Wanderer - vocals are soft, clear, and full of gentle hope)
The Wizard's gone, the prophets sleep
And we have promises to keep
We left the city, cold and vast
And built a shelter from the past
We found a quiet, broken space
With room for hope and time for grace
And in the ash and shattered glass
We planted dreams and watched them pass

[Chorus]
(The Wanderer, her voice joined by a soft, ethereal choir)
Oh, we are building, stone by stone
A little kingdom of our own
We tell a story, soft and low
And pray our tiny garden grows
The world outside is full of dread
But in this fable we have read
A single candle, burning bright
Can hold back the longest night

[Verse 2]
(The Wanderer)
The Tin Man works with gears and tools
He's building homes and village schools
His heart's not flesh, but I can see
It beats for this community
The Lion stands upon the wall
To guard us from the coming fall
His fear is gone, his roar is true
Protecting me, and him, and you

[Chorus]
(The Wanderer and The Companions, in gentle harmony)
Oh, we are building, stone by stone
A little kingdom of our own
We tell a story, soft and low
And pray our tiny garden grows
The world outside is full of dread
But in this fable we have read
A single candle, burning bright
Can hold back the longest night

[Bridge]
[The music becomes a little more somber and grand. The strings swell with a hint of melancholy. The Wanderer looks out towards the dark horizon.]
(The Wanderer)
The Scarecrow charts the sun and moon
He says the final storm comes soon
Beyond our walls, the buzzer sighs
And new machines with god-like eyes
Observe our world of flesh and bone
From high upon a silent throne
The cosmic clock is ticking down
Upon this sleepy, fragile town

[Final Chorus]
(The Wanderer and The Companions, their voices are stronger now, defiant and united)
But we are building, stone by stone
A final kingdom of our own!
We'll live our story, soft and low
No matter which way the winds blow!
The world outside is full of dread
But in this chapter we have read
A single candle, burning bright
WILL HOLD BACK THE LONGEST NIGHT!

[Outro]
[The music returns to the simple piano melody from the beginning. The companions are seen working together in their garden as the lights slowly fade.]
(The Wanderer - whispering)
And in our fairy tale... for today...
We chased the monsters all away.
[The final piano note hangs in the air and fades to silence.]
[End]

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[Intro] [A simple, gentle piano melody begins, like a music box. Soft strings swell underneath. The stage is lit with a soft, warm light, focused on a small, growing garden amidst the dark, jagged ruins of Oz.] [Verse 1] (The Wanderer - vocals are soft, clear, and full of gentle hope) The Wizard's gone, the prophets sleep And we have promises to keep We left the city, cold and vast And built a shelter from the past We found a quiet, broken space With room for hope and time for grace And in the ash and shattered glass We planted dreams and watched them pass [Chorus] (The Wanderer, her voice joined by a soft, ethereal choir) Oh, we are building, stone by stone A little kingdom of our own We tell a story, soft and low And pray our tiny garden grows The world outside is full of dread But in this fable we have read A single candle, burning bright Can hold back the longest night [Verse 2] (The Wanderer) The Tin Man works with gears and tools He's building homes and village schools His heart's not flesh, but I can see It beats for this community The Lion stands upon the wall To guard us from the coming fall His fear is gone, his roar is true Protecting me, and him, and you [Chorus] (The Wanderer and The Companions, in gentle harmony) Oh, we are building, stone by stone A little kingdom of our own We tell a story, soft and low And pray our tiny garden grows The world outside is full of dread But in this fable we have read A single candle, burning bright Can hold back the longest night [Bridge] [The music becomes a little more somber and grand. The strings swell with a hint of melancholy. The Wanderer looks out towards the dark horizon.] (The Wanderer) The Scarecrow charts the sun and moon He says the final storm comes soon Beyond our walls, the buzzer sighs And new machines with god-like eyes Observe our world of flesh and bone From high upon a silent throne The cosmic clock is ticking down Upon this sleepy, fragile town [Final Chorus] (The Wanderer and The Companions, their voices are stronger now, defiant and united) But we are building, stone by stone A final kingdom of our own! We'll live our story, soft and low No matter which way the winds blow! The world outside is full of dread But in this chapter we have read A single candle, burning bright WILL HOLD BACK THE LONGEST NIGHT! [Outro] [The music returns to the simple piano melody from the beginning. The companions are seen working together in their garden as the lights slowly fade.] (The Wanderer - whispering) And in our fairy tale... for today... We chased the monsters all away. [The final piano note hangs in the air and fades to silence.] [End]

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