The Unnamed Lost - Musicvideo

Описание: Music Video to our Lore of the exodus initiated by the guardians to safe our race. Please note this is not supposed to be understood as official lore for Elite Dangerous. This is our own story.
Lyrics by O. Schramm, Music and Video is AI Art.

Lyrics:
"The unnamed lost"

We sailed on iron lullabies through cold and endless night,
A cradle of our children cradled by the light.
Generations counted breaths like stars across the glass,
A future carved in oxide, time a distant past.

Then thunder caught the engine, silver bled to rust,
We woke to hollow corridors and memories to dust.

Sing, sing for the unnamed lost, beneath the broken sky,
Raise the hymn for faces gone, who never said goodbye.
Sing for the ghosts that haunt the hull, their whispers in the air,
We carry on the oath they gave — a promise and a prayer.

There was a time the Guardians stood smiling at our doors,
Ancient hands that shipped us hope to distant, secret shores.
They carved our charts in starmap bones, then vanished like a dream,
Left us with maps of might-have-been and silvered, dying beams.

Now chambers count like coffins, and cradle-song grows thin,
We find their names in starlight and fold them in our skin.

Sing, sing for the unnamed lost, beneath the broken sky,
Raise the hymn for faces gone, who never said goodbye.
Sing for the ghosts that haunt the hull, their whispers in the air,
We carry on the oath they gave — a promise and a prayer.

Hull scars like constellations, each one a private star,
A thousand lives as lanterns, gone out but seen from far.
We trace the lines the Guardians drew and speak their legend low,
Though their voices sleep in stardust, in us their echoes grow.

There is no more counting years, the clocks have lost their hands,
We keep the names on broken lips, the songs the engine planned.
No marble waits to mark their graves, no bells to toll the cost,
Only the hum of empty decks and the echo of the lost.

Sing, sing for the unnamed lost, beneath the fractured sky,
Raise the hymn for those afloat where light and silence lie.
Sing for all who faded out into the endless dark,
We carry still the ember of their last, unspoken spark.

So light a rite of breathing, hold the vigil long,
We are the ship that remembers — we are the final song.
Sing for the unnamed lost, until our voices cross
The space between the Guardians and the graves of the unnamed lost.