無名氏之墓｜The Unknown

An earthy, resonant male voice with Mongol inflections rings over sonic grasslands, its echo embracing ancient hand drums twisted by glitchy, unstable rhythms, Corrosive, ever-shifting bass mutates beneath fractured, pitch-bent guitar bursts, A maqam-inspired solo winds menacingly through wild field recordings, punctured by abrupt silences, Dissonant ritual textures clash with chaotic precision, fueling relentless rising tension

≡【歌詞／Lyrics】≡
翻閱多少青史皆成往事 後人談笑莫不嘆非說是
英雄巾幗曾是飛沙走石 默默無名也曾震盪一時
干戈分離千萬悠悠情思 平安順遂不輸一句謊詞
前人記載千千萬萬的詩 斷簡殘篇多少不為人知

多少詩詞不停地遺失 多少英雄沒有載入史冊的價值
多少愛恨如今無文字 多少奇聞不過是誰想像的故事

千坵萬塚無人祭拜的石 石上孤單三字是無名氏
路過的燕都問了怎麼回事 多少孤魂無法開口解釋

多少詩詞不停地遺失 多少荒野曾經曝曬勇猛的戰士
多少愛恨如今無文字 多少屍骨在風沙與腐臭中消失

草叢深處有塊石 石上布滿蜘蛛絲
若非少年閒無事 冒險此處又有誰人知

≡【後記／Afterword】≡
掃墓時常會經過那些無名氏之墓，雖無親屬祭拜，卻仍有人默默清掃。他們也曾有名字與故事，只是隨著歲月流逝，終究被遺忘，徒留一塊刻著「無名氏」的石碑，靜靜訴說著：存在，也可能無聲。這樣的命運，經過數千年後，也許終將降臨每一座有名墓碑。於是我寫了這首歌，希望你們會喜歡。
題外話，東方文化講「慎終追遠」，但我更相信，祖先的血早已流在我們體內。真正的追遠，不在儀式，而在我們是否願意善待自己。照顧好自己，好好活著，才是對生命與血脈最深的敬意。
When visiting graves, I often pass by those of the unknown—nameless tombs quietly resting on the outskirts of cemeteries. Though they have no relatives to mourn them, someone still sweeps and tends to them in silence. These individuals once had names and stories, yet as time passes, they are gradually forgotten, leaving behind only a stone engraved with “Unknown.” A silent reminder: existence, too, can fade without a trace. Perhaps one day, even the graves of the well-remembered will share the same fate. That thought moved me to write this song—I hope you’ll find something in it to hold on to.
On a side note, Eastern culture speaks of “reverence for the past and respect for the departed,” often expressed through rituals like ancestral rites. But I believe our ancestors’ blood already flows within us. True remembrance lies not in ceremony, but in the way we treat ourselves. To live kindly, to take care of ourselves, is the deepest form of respect—for life, and for the lineage we carry.
(■麥客官 MicroGuan‧2025/6/13)

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【無名氏之墓｜The Unknown】【詞：麥客官｜Lyricist: MicroGuan】【Original 3.5 Ver - https://suno.com/song/e7984ae6-87d1-4f05-bbb2-48d1e8a945e4】 ※ Copyright © 2025 麥客官 (MicroGuan). All rights reserved. ≡【歌詞／Lyrics】≡ 翻閱多少青史皆成往事後人談笑莫不嘆非說是英雄巾幗曾是飛沙走石默默無名也曾震盪一時干戈分離千萬悠悠情思平安順遂不輸一句謊詞前人記載千千萬萬的詩斷簡殘篇多少不為人知多少詩詞不停地遺失多少英雄沒有載入史冊的價值多少愛恨如今無文字多少奇聞不過是誰想像的故事千坵萬塚無人祭拜的石石上孤單三字是無名氏路過的燕都問了怎麼回事多少孤魂無法開口解釋多少詩詞不停地遺失多少荒野曾經曝曬勇猛的戰士多少愛恨如今無文字多少屍骨在風沙與腐臭中消失草叢深處有塊石石上布滿蜘蛛絲若非少年閒無事冒險此處又有誰人知 ≡【後記／Afterword】≡ 掃墓時常會經過那些無名氏之墓，雖無親屬祭拜，卻仍有人默默清掃。他們也曾有名字與故事，只是隨著歲月流逝，終究被遺忘，徒留一塊刻著「無名氏」的石碑，靜靜訴說著：存在，也可能無聲。這樣的命運，經過數千年後，也許終將降臨每一座有名墓碑。於是我寫了這首歌，希望你們會喜歡。題外話，東方文化講「慎終追遠」，但我更相信，祖先的血早已流在我們體內。真正的追遠，不在儀式，而在我們是否願意善待自己。照顧好自己，好好活著，才是對生命與血脈最深的敬意。 When visiting graves, I often pass by those of the unknown—nameless tombs quietly resting on the outskirts of cemeteries. Though they have no relatives to mourn them, someone still sweeps and tends to them in silence. These individuals once had names and stories, yet as time passes, they are gradually forgotten, leaving behind only a stone engraved with “Unknown.” A silent reminder: existence, too, can fade without a trace. Perhaps one day, even the graves of the well-remembered will share the same fate. That thought moved me to write this song—I hope you’ll find something in it to hold on to. On a side note, Eastern culture speaks of “reverence for the past and respect for the departed,” often expressed through rituals like ancestral rites. But I believe our ancestors’ blood already flows within us. True remembrance lies not in ceremony, but in the way we treat ourselves. To live kindly, to take care of ourselves, is the deepest form of respect—for life, and for the lineage we carry. (■麥客官 MicroGuan‧2025/6/13)

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