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Lyrics
A veil of ash rises from the river at dawn
(夜明けの川面より灰の帳が立ちのぼる)
The broken bells remember a kingdom gone quiet
(砕けた鐘たちは静寂に沈んだ王国を覚えている)
I walk through a market of scorched mosaics
(焼け爛れたモザイクの市場を私は歩いてゆく)
Past windows where the embers used to sleep
(かつて熾火が眠っていた窓辺を通り過ぎて)
Old lantern posts lean like tired witnesses
(古びた街灯の柱は疲れた証人のように傾く)
While wind combs soot through the bones of the street
(風は通りの骨のあいだを梳くように煤をすいてゆく)
A child draws circles in the dust of yesterday
(ひとりの子どもが昨日の塵に輪を描いている)
Naming the stars that fell before the rain
(雨の来る前に墜ちた星々に名を与えながら)
And every cracked doorway holds a borrowed prayer
(そしてひび割れた戸口のひとつひとつに借り物の祈りが宿っている)
Waiting for a voice to call it back again
(それを再び呼び戻す声をただ待ちながら)
We breathe through the smoke
(我らは煙をくぐり息をする)
And the silence begins to glow
(すると沈黙はかすかに輝き始める)
From the ruins below
(廃墟の底より)
Something sacred starts to grow
(聖なる何かが芽吹き始める)
Cinder Psalm, sing through the fracture and flame
(灰の詩篇よ 裂け目と炎を貫いて歌え)
Lift our hands where the night once took our name
(夜がかつて我らの名を奪ったその場所で手を掲げよ)
Cinder Psalm, let the blackened choirs rise
(灰の詩篇よ 煤けた合唱を立ち上がらせよ)
Even from ruin we learn how to survive
(廃墟の果てよりなお我らは生き延びる術を学ぶ)
I found a chapel made of collapsed cedar beams
(私は崩れ落ちた杉梁で組まれた礼拝堂を見つけた)
Where melted icons slept in pools of gold
(そこでは溶けた聖像たちが黄金のたまりに眠っていた)
The altar kept a pulse beneath the rubble
(祭壇は瓦礫の下でなお脈打ちを保っていた)
Like a heart that refused to grow cold
(冷えゆくことを拒む心臓のように)
We gathered the broken rings from the fallen gate
(我らは倒れた門より砕けた輪を拾い集め)
And forged them into a path of light
(それらを鍛え光の道へと変えた)
No throne remained but the ember in our chests
(残された玉座などなく胸の内に宿る熾火のみ)
No map but the courage to face the night
(地図などなく夜に向き合う勇気のみがあった)
We breathe through the smoke
(我らは煙をくぐり息をする)
And the silence begins to glow
(すると沈黙はかすかに輝き始める)
From the ruins below
(廃墟の底より)
Something sacred starts to grow
(聖なる何かが芽吹き始める)
Cinder Psalm, sing through the fracture and flame
(灰の詩篇よ 裂け目と炎を貫いて歌え)
Lift our hands where the night once took our name
(夜がかつて我らの名を奪ったその場所で手を掲げよ)
Cinder Psalm, let the blackened choirs rise
(灰の詩篇よ 煤けた合唱を立ち上がらせよ)
Even from ruin we learn how to survive
(廃墟の果てよりなお我らは生き延びる術を学ぶ)
When the last ash drifts like snow on the river stone
(最後の灰が川石の上に雪のごとく舞い降りるとき)
We will build a new dawn from the heat we own
(我らは己が抱く熱より新たな夜明けを築こう)
Every wound is a spark that refuses to die
(あらゆる傷は死を拒む火花)
Every scar is a road to the open sky
(あらゆる痕は開けた空へ続く道)
Cinder Psalm, sing through the fracture and flame
(灰の詩篇よ 裂け目と炎を貫いて歌え)
Lift our hands where the night once took our name
(夜がかつて我らの名を奪ったその場所で手を掲げよ)
Cinder Psalm, let the blackened choirs rise
(灰の詩篇よ 煤けた合唱を立ち上がらせよ)
Even from ruin we learn how to survive
(廃墟の果てよりなお我らは生き延びる術を学ぶ)
Cinder Psalm, blaze through the vow and the veil
(灰の詩篇よ 誓いと帳を焼き尽くせ)
Mark the lost with a fire that will never pale
(失われし者たちを決して色褪せぬ炎で刻め)
Cinder Psalm, hear the whole world answer back
(灰の詩篇よ世界そのものが応える声を聞け)
From the end of the embers we return from the black
(熾火の果てより我らは黒闇から還ってくる)
The bells of the old world rest beneath the soot
(旧き世界の鐘は煤の下で静かに眠る)
And a brighter hymn begins in our footsteps
(そしてより明るき讃歌が我らの足音とともに始まる)
Prompt
Compose a symphonic power metal anthem titled Cinder Psalm with a solemn rebirth narrative and a sing along hook. Tempo around 198 BPM. Open with bells, choir haze, embers, and a piano motif in a ruined city. Verses stay tight with palm muted guitars, bass, toms, and tense vocals. Pre choruses widen through harmonized leads. Choruses explode with stacked clean vocals, gang shouts on the title, twin guitar harmonies, and a memorable leitmotif that returns. Make the chorus easy to sing back instantly. Include one guitar solo that rises into fire with strings or choir. The bridge should drop into half time with heavy low end before the final chorus returns larger and triumphant. Mix punchy and clear, with defined kick, firm bass, wide guitars, forward mids, polished ambience, and dynamic contrast for headphones and playback. Avoid clutter, keep the arrangement elegant. Use a solemn, hopeful tone, with a dark opening that blooms into cathartic victory. Let the title feel ancient and iconic


