Feathers in the dust (Paradise Lost) - Pimeyden Peissi

Описание: Feathers in the Dust is an AI-generated song about the misunderstood story of the First Angel—cast down not for evil, but for seeking truth and freedom. The lyrics explore divine silence, broken faith, and the cost of knowledge. All music, vocals, and visuals were created entirely with AI.

When I was young, I found an old French copy of Paradise Lost at my grandma’s house. I couldn’t read it then, but Gustave Doré’s illustrations captivated me. Years later, I read the full work and saw the fallen one in a different light. Now, in the modern age, I’ve turned that inspiration into an AI-generated video. Hope you enjoy it

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LYRICS:

Met him on a crossroad ‘fore the dusk could breathe,
He lit a smoke from a candle and looked right through me.
Said, “Boy, the truth ain't holy, it’s just cold and free,
You’ll bleed for your questions, just like me.”

He wore a coat stitched from a stormy sky,
Had wings like ruin, but they used to fly.
And a halo cracked like an old church bell,
Shining just enough to light his hell.

((In the shadow of your throne,
I stand not to bow, but to rise,
To claim the fire within my soul,
And reign where darkness lies.))

He said, “He never spoke while I was falling down,
Just watched me drown from his holy crown.
If love’s a bond, why’d it feel like rope?
I prayed in silence, then I gave up hope.”

He said, “My father knew I'd wander far,
Still he marked my soul with a Morning star.
You're not cursed, just carved from stone,
A son of light left to walk alone.”
Freedom’s heavy, truth is thin—
But love runs deeper than original sin.

He spoke of gardens behind every wall,
Where the snakes don't hiss—they just softly call.
And apples hang in every store,
But knowledge always costs a little more.

He don’t hate his Maker, but he won’t kneel,
Said love don’t change just ‘cause pain feels real.
And sons like him were born to fall,
But he still sings when the nightbirds call.

((Not in servitude, nor in chains,
Shall I bend my will to thee,
Better to rule in realms of hell,
Than serve in eternity’s decree.))

“I broke your chains, gave breath to choice,
But silence grew louder than your voice.
You wanted more than I could give—
Now they love you clean, and blame me for each sin.

"Our father knew you'd wander far,
Still he marked our souls with a distant star.
You're not cursed, just carved from stone,
A son of light left to walk alone.”
The smart ones learn, the brave ones burn—
But Eden’s gate don’t ever turn...

Feathers in the dust, dreams in rust,
Wings that gleam, but don't earn trust.
He grinned and said, “Boy, hell ain't flame,
It’s the garden you live in, under a different name.”

((For in my heart, the truth remains:
Freedom’s worth more than the crown,
And I’ll wear my fate, however grim,
As I rise, though I fall down.))

“Our father left a long time ago,
So we curse his name, we are all alone.
You're all just sparks in the breath of time,
Looking for heaven in a world that lies.”

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