
I’m the flame they buried (Remix)
Cinematic, mythic, and deeply twisted, Dragon Scary ambience music for horror, Slow voice, Creepy comedy dragon slow voice, A funky 80s dragon pop track starts with a quirky synth riff, slap bass, and punchy drum machines. Suddenly, heavy Black Metal guitars and rapid double-kicks erupt, layered by bold strings, brass, playful xylophones, quirky FX, and children’s choirs for a comic-creepy texture, leaping between funk, metal, and orchestral fantasy, ending with a dramatic orchestral swell.

I’m the flame they buried (Remix)
Cinematic, mythic, and deeply twisted, Dragon Scary ambience music for horror, Slow voice, Creepy comedy dragon slow voice, A funky 80s dragon pop track starts with a quirky synth riff, slap bass, and punchy drum machines. Suddenly, heavy Black Metal guitars and rapid double-kicks erupt, layered by bold strings, brass, playful xylophones, quirky FX, and children’s choirs for a comic-creepy texture, leaping between funk, metal, and orchestral fantasy, ending with a dramatic orchestral swell.
Lyrics
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Remix: © 2025 - Mr. Villain (MRMS)
Author: "PowerVoice" @amazingangel
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To my friend, my follower: PowerVoice
I made this remix as a way to thank you for all the unconditional support you’ve given me since the very beginning.
You’re always there—mentioning me in your captions, your posts, offering your support without me ever asking for it.
Those constant, thoughtful gestures mean the world to me.
I chose this song because I deeply connected with its message:
“I remember the sky before it forgot my name…”
It speaks of rebirth—of someone who was silenced, buried, forgotten… but rises again with strength.
And honestly, I’ve felt that way more than once.
This remix is my way of telling you, plain and true:
“I’m here. And thank you.”
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I remember the sky
Before it forgot my name
I was born in the breath of stars
Wings carved from the oldest scars
Crowned in flame where mortals knelt
Till they feared the power they once felt
They sang my praise in silver tongues
Built temples high and war drums rung
But envy grows where shadows sleep
And even gods are sold too cheap
They called me sacred—then called me sin
Locked my soul in stone and skin
Buried deep where echoes rot
But memory is fire they forgot
I am the flame they buried
The oath they broke, the blood they carried
My name was ash, my heart turned black
But I have risen, and I won’t turn back
I am the storm they chained in stone
The final truth their kings disown
You cannot cage the end you crave
I am the dragon—and the grave
They drank my magic, stole my breath
Swore their lies in sacred death
Blades of gold and poisoned song
They thought they'd silence me for long
But ancient power never dies
It waits beneath a thousand lies
Now skies grow dark beneath my wings
And I return for reckoning
I am the flame they buried
The shadow king, the voice they married
To myths and tombs—but I’m awake
And I am more than they could take
I am the scale, the fire, the bone
The magic deeper than their throne
I rise with stars that never fade
I am the curse their hands have made
You fed me silence...
But I learned to roar in dreams.
You feared my wings…
So now I fly where nightmares scream.
I am the flame they buried
Ancient wrath they never carried
Not a beast, but a fate rewound
The soul they feared is glory crowned
Let kingdoms fall, let heaven shake
Let liars drown in what they fake
I am the first flame ever cast—
And I have come to burn the past.
