Whispers of the Forgotten Dynasty

[Intro] [Verse 1] Ah… (ethereal female choir, layered in minor thirds) Hmm… (male whispers, distant and trembling) Oh… (guzheng plucks echoing, dizi flute drifting) Mmm… (glass harmonica shimmering like tears) [Chorus 1] Aaaaah… (choir swells, harmonizing with erhu’s mournful cry) Ooooooh… (pipa tremolos, taiko drums pulsing softly) Haaa… (sheng breaths intertwine with synth atmospheres) Shhh… (piano arpeggios cascade, strings quiver beneath) [Verse 2] Yee… (male choir hums, low and resonant) Laa… (female voice fragments, fragmented like shattered jade) Wu… (theremin wails, merging with cello’s lament) Haa… (light taiko strikes, fading into silence) [Chorus 2] Aaaaah… (choir ascends, dissonant harmonies unresolved) Mmm… (guzheng and erhu duel in sorrowful dialogue) Oh… (dizi’s breath falters, synth echoes like distant storms) Haaa… (glass harmonica dissolves into reverb) [Bridge] (Whispers in Mandarin, fragmented phrases) “Yuàn… (愿 / longing)” (male solo, barely audible) “Lí… (离 / separation)” (female echo, fading) “Mò… (殁 / demise)” (choir chants, layered in dread) “Ài… (哀 / grief)” (orchestral hit, taiko thunder) [Chorus 3] Aaaaah… (full choir, sheng and strings clash in epic tension) Ooooooh… (pipa and guzheng spiral downward) Haaa… (erhu’s final cry, piano lingers) Shhh… (whispers vanish, reverb swallows all) [Outro]