Templar Hymn from the Cathedral of Light

Templar Hymn from the Cathedral of Light
The Cathedral of Light stood as a breathtaking testament to faith, its towering spires reaching heavenward, bathed in the glow of stained glass that transformed sunlight into vibrant hues. Inside, vast columns rose like ancient trees, holding aloft a vaulted ceiling that seemed to disappear into the heavens. Sunlight streamed through intricate windows, illuminating the stone floors in pools of color, filling the cathedral with a warmth and ethereal beauty that felt otherworldly. As chants echoed through the grand hall, the faithful gathered in reverence, drawn together by the cathedral’s holy aura, a place where the divine felt close, enveloping all who entered in a sense of peace and sacred wonder.
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[@eternalspirit215]

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[@vapidfire68]

Thanks for this. I've been so stressed and this beautiful chant really helps today.

[@spectrumnoctum]

esta musica es espectacular para concentrarse gracias

[@thewealthofnations4827]

Engraved upon the holy walls A code the men had lost. Under dust it slept, now it calls At the heart is a scarlett cross. The words he follows with his fingers They sink deep within his bones He hears the choir of unlikely singers They chant in sacred tones. He learns of swords and shields Lances long and arrows true. He learns of the Elysium Fields, To the heaven's where sparrows flew. He cleans the walls of sacred text By candlelight, the code expands. The dust is moved he sees what's next, As the brushes fall from his hands. His eyes are opened to the higher order His mind is opened wide. He gives thanks to the ancient recorder, who opened the door, All he has to do is go inside. There he finds the patriarchs that wait, Clothed in garments fair and white. At the grand table he finds his chair and plate, And joins the fathers bathed in light.

[@najah603]

nice

[@krystalbrooksaintjohn3007]

Thanks!

[@PSal_gr1]

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[@blackfalkon4189]

still nothing for the _knights _*_Hospitaller?_* they were the true paladins (warriors for good) they were basically the good guys

[@cannaman66]

Hello, is this content AI generated ?

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