Once upon a time…

(Verse 1)

In days of yore, when icons fell,

A tale unfolds of times foregone,

Of a man who toiled 'neath the church's knell,

In a world where faith and art were drawn.

(Chorus)

Oh, the echoes of the past, they sing,

In shadows cast by the icon's fall,

A heart that yearns for what time cannot bring,

In the age where myths and dreams enthrall.

(Verse 2)

He was a mason, strong and true,

With calloused hands and a spirit bold,

He carved his dreams in stones anew,

While the world around him grew cold.

(Bridge)

The saints once gazed from painted walls,

Their eyes now dimmed by fervent zeal,

Yet in his heart, their presence calls,

A whisper in the chisel's steel.

(Chorus)

Oh, the echoes of the past, they sing,

In shadows cast by the icon's fall,

A heart that yearns for what time cannot bring,

In the age where myths and dreams enthrall.

(Verse 3)

The church bells tolled, a mournful sound,

As the icons tumbled to the ground,

Yet in the dust, he sought the bound,

Of stories lost, of tales renowned.

(Verse 4)

He dreamt of saints with halos bright,

Of colors vivid in the candle's glow,

But the world had turned to black and white,

Where once the vibrant hues did flow.

(Chorus)

Oh, the echoes of the past, they sing,

In shadows cast by the icon's fall,

A heart that yearns for what time cannot bring,

In the age where myths and dreams enthrall.

(Verse 5)

Yet in his dreams, the past remained,

A tapestry of faith and lore,

Where every stone and brush retained,

The stories of those who came before.

(Bridge)

In the quiet of the night, he'd hear,

The whispered tales of saints and kings,

And though the world had changed, unclear,

In his soul, the ancient ballad rings.

(Chorus)

Oh, the echoes of the past, they sing,

In shadows cast by the icon's fall,

A heart that yearns for what time cannot bring,

In the age where myths and dreams enthrall.

(Outro)

So listen close, as the tale unfolds,

Of a mason's heart and a world transformed,

In the echoes of the past, the story molds,

A ballad of faith, forever warmed.