Ancient Ark - Immortality

Project Moniker Roger Deygoo Music (with AI generated assistance) Raj Shah Lyrics - initial idea! Roger Deygoo (with extensions generated by AI) Photo Video (prepared in CapCut) Jude Mendonca Lyrics: *Verse 1*  In the cavern of the mountains, where the whispers never cease,  A man set out for glory, in a quest for endless peace.  He chased the tales of legends, of a temple lost in time,  Where the waters held the secret, and the sun would never climb.  *Chorus*  Oh, the dreams of immortality, they led him to the gate,  With a heart full of ambition, and a soul that dared to wait.  But the walls were made of silence, and the echoes held him tight,  In the temple of forever, he traded day for night.  *Verse 2*  The chambers filled with starlight, and the air was thick with fate,  He drank from ancient rivers, thought he’d found a way to skate.  But the years slipped through his fingers, like the sand upon the shore,  And the price of his decision was a weight he could ignore.  *Chorus*  Oh, the dreams of immortality, they led him to the gate,  With a heart full of ambition, and a soul that dared to wait.  But the walls were made of silence, and the echoes held him tight,  In the temple of forever, he traded day for night.  *Bridge*  Now he wanders through the ages, with a heart that beats so slow,  Each moment feels like forever, but he longs to feel the glow.  For outside lies the sunset, the laughter of the free,  But a choice he made in darkness chains him to eternity.  *Verse 3*  He sees the world in visions, through a glass that’s worn and cracked,  The faces of his loved ones, in the shadows, they’ve all passed.  And the weight of endless lifetimes bears down upon his soul,  In the temple of his longing, he’s lost all self-control.  *Chorus*  Oh, the dreams of immortality, they led him to the gate,  With a heart full of ambition, and a soul that dared to wait.  But the walls were made of silence, and the echoes held him tight,  In the temple of forever, he traded day for night.  *Outro*  So he sits in quiet sorrow, as the ages fade away,  A man who sought forever, now a ghost in endless gray.  For the price of endless living is a life that’s never whole,  In the temple of his longing, he’s forever lost his soul.