The Black Serenade

(FAINT CHOIR PAD)

You sing so softly…

when you ruin me…

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You move like midnight in my veins

A quiet kind of beautiful pain

Every note you leave behind

Is stitched into my state of mind

You pull me close, make me surrender

Like you threw my heart in a blender

I should run, I should escape

But I’m addicted to the taste

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You say my name like it’s a prayer

But every word fills my head with despair

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Play me slow…

like a funeral in the dark

Every chord tears me apart

You don’t heal—

you just rearrange the scars

Turning my light into your art

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This is my fate—

your black serenade

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I trace the outline of your voice

Like I was never given a choice

You dress the damage in disguise

And call it something I can’t fight

You kiss the wounds I try to hide

Then open them back up inside

You make it hurt just right enough

To keep me begging for your touch

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You sing me lower, pull me deep

A lullaby I’ll never leave

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Play me slow…

like a funeral in the dark

Every chord tears me apart

You don’t heal—

you just rearrange the scars

Turning my light into your art

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This is my fate—

your black serenade

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(CLEAN GUITAR ONLY)

If I fade… will you stay?

Or just write me into your song…

(WHISPER)

…like I was never wrong…

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You don’t love—

you compose—

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Play me loud—

let it echo through my bones

Every note breaks what I own

You don’t save—

you just make it feel like home

While you carve me to the bone

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THIS IS MY FATE!

YOUR BLACK SERENADE!

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(LOW GUITAR + REVERB)

(WHISPER)

…don’t stop…

(SILENCE)