"Ride the Dying Wind" - Power Metal Ballad

An epic, cinematic metal ballad of fate, fire and the sea - soaring vocals, stormy atmosphere, and a story carved in myth. 🎧 Bare Strings AI - original AI-assisted music, from searing metal to intimate ballads. 👉 Subscribe for more. Lyrics: [Intro] (soft, a single voice over rising strings — wind through a hollow sail) [Verse 1] The crown slid off the morning, the sea would not stay kind, the storm took every promise that the throne had left behind. You stood where the tide was leaving, your hand still in my hand, and the gale that swore to keep us turned to salt and turned to sand. [Pre-Chorus] So I bargained with the fury, I begged the moon to wait — one breath of failing weather to outrun the grin of fate. [Chorus] Ride the dying wind with me, where the last gust still remembers your name. The fire goes cold, the throne falls to the sea, but I'll ride the dying wind to you again. [Verse 2] They crowned a quiet ruler in the hollow that you left, a siren made of silence singing every harbor deft. But I will not be answered by her cold and easy spell — I'd rather chase a fading squall than drown inside her well. [Pre-Chorus] So I bargained with the fury, I begged the moon to wait — one breath of failing weather to outrun the grin of fate. [Chorus] Ride the dying wind with me, where the last gust still remembers your name. The fire goes cold, the throne falls to the sea, but I'll ride the dying wind to you again. [Bridge] (the swell breaks — voice cracks, then lifts) And maybe the wind was never mine to keep or to command — maybe a kingdom is just the way you carried me to land. So I let the gale go quiet, I unclench my fist of storm, and the stillness where it left me is the place you keep me warm. You were never in the tempest, love — you were the calm I am. [Final Chorus] Ride the dying wind with me, where the last gust still remembers your name. The fire turns gold, the tide gives back the sea, and I'll ride the dying wind to you again. (softer) I'll ride the dying wind to you again. [Outro] (fading, almost whispered over a lone string) Rest now, the storm has crowned you — the wind lies down, and brings me home. #MetalBallad #EpicBallad #CinematicRock #SymphonicMetal #BareStringsAI