🎧✨ The Storm Prophet [4K] - Aggressive Hard Vocal Trance

Описание: This is not just a track; it is a force of nature unleashed. "The Storm Prophet" is a breathtaking masterpiece that reimagines Maxim Gorky’s legendary "Song of the Stormy Petrel" into a ferociously beautiful Hard Vocal Trance anthem. The production is impeccable—a driving 140 BPM bassline fused with pure pluck synths and aggressive drums that hit right in the chest.

The visuals are equally stunning in 4K: a melancholic drive in a classic Porsche 911 Targa transforms into a surreal flight through a raging tempest. The commanding female contralto and unique throat singing elements add a primal, mystical layer that is rarely heard in modern EDM. It is a cinematic collision of human comfort and the raw, terrifying freedom of the storm. An absolute must-watch for trance purists and visual art lovers alike.

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🎧✨ For the best experience, please use high-quality headphones — otherwise you’re missing over 90% of the sound spectrum. Our tracks are mixed in full dynamic range, revealing deep layers and spatial effects that built-in speakers simply can’t reproduce.

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🎥 Entire music video created by the web studio Celestria.EU

Official Lyrics:

Grey.
Sky.
Wind is rising high.
Above the foaming main.
Collecting clouds of rain.
Petrel flies.
Black lightning in his eyes.
No fear.
No shame.
Forged of blackest flame!

Touching waves with heavy wing.
Shooting like a silver dart.
He screams!
He sings!
Tearing gloom apart!

The heavy clouds can hear the sound.
The joy within the cry.
A thirst for storms!
A wrath of fire!
Echoes in the sky.

Passion.
Victory.
Prophecy.
Of what will be.

Seagulls moan.
All alone.
Terror in the deep.
They hide.
They weep.
Secrets they will keep.
Loons are silent.
Dark.
Low.
Fearing the blow.
Only He...
Is wild and free!

The sea is catching bolts of light!
Drowning them in blue!
The Prophet soars!
The Demon roars!
Coming for you!

He laughs at clouds.
He sobs with joy.
The tempest comes to break the world.
Prophecy is born.

Let louder crash the holy storm!
Into the breaking morn!
Crash!
Storm!
Reborn!