歌词
(Verse 1)
In the halls of ancient lore,
Where tales of gods and heroes soar,
There's a whisper in the wind, a mythic call,
Echoing through the ages, standing tall.
(Pre-Chorus)
In every culture, in every creed,
There's a deity, a divine seed,
For humanity seeks the heavens above,
In search of solace, in search of love.
(Chorus)
Oh gods of old, in your mighty domain,
With power and wisdom, you reign,
From Olympus to Valhalla's halls,
Your presence echoes, your legend calls.
(Verse 2)
In the temples of stone and gold,
Where prayers are whispered, stories told,
There's a reverence, a sacred flame,
That burns eternal in your name.
(Pre-Chorus)
In every storm, in every calm,
There's a belief, a sacred psalm,
For gods are symbols, of hope and fear,
Of mysteries that remain unclear.
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
Oh gods of old, in your mighty domain,
With power and wisdom, you reign,
From the Nile's banks to the Ganges' flow,
Your influence stretches, your might aglow.
(Bridge)
Yet in the hearts of mortal men,
Lie the seeds of divinity, now and then,
For in our dreams, in our desires,
We glimpse the heavens, we light the fires.
(Verse 3)
In the stars that light the midnight sky,
In the laughter of children, in the lover's sigh,
There's a spark of godhood, burning bright,
A reminder that we are made of starlight.
(Pre-Chorus)
In every birth, in every death,
There's a cycle, a sacred breath,
For gods are within us, and all around,
In the whispers of nature's sound.
(Chorus)
Oh gods of old, in your mighty domain,
With power and wisdom, you reign,
From the mountains high to the ocean's depth,
Your presence lingers, your legacy kept.
(Outro)
So let us honor the gods of yore,
And the gods that dwell within forevermore,
For in the tapestry of life, we find,
The divine spark, in every heart and mind.
