[Intro – haunting piano, soft choir pads, slow fade-in]
Whispers in the dark — a promise made of gold,
“Take what you need,” it said,
“Your hands were made to hold.”
[Verse 1 – clean female vocals / slow rhythm]
We carve our names in broken glass,
Trade our souls for what won’t last.
The mirror smiles, the mirror lies,
And we call that paradise.
There’s a hunger we can’t restrain,
A thirst that grows with every gain.
We build our towers, high and proud,
But every crown becomes a shroud.
[Pre-Chorus – soft, tense build-up with strings and electronic pulse]
Every wish we whisper burns,
Every gift demands return.
[Chorus – full, soaring vocals with orchestral and metalcore backing]
We wanted more — more than enough,
Turned the gold we loved to dust.
We played gods, we fed the flame,
Now there’s no one left to blame.
In our greed, we sold the light,
And learned too late the price of life.
[Verse 2 – darker, heavier instrumental, more tension]
Every promise, laced with sin,
We open doors and walk right in.
The sweetest fruit will rot the core,
But still we bite, still we want more.
We crowned desire, we called it fate,
And wore our ruin like ornate grace.
The truth was cheap, the lie divine,
We drank the poison, called it wine.
[Pre-Chorus – clean with harmonies, low synth build]
The deal was written in our eyes,
Signed in faith, sealed with lies.
[Chorus – full energy, melodic + screams layered]
We wanted more — more than enough,
Turned the gold we loved to dust.
We played gods, we fed the flame,
Now there’s no one left to blame.
In our greed, we sold the light,
And learned too late the price of life.
[Bridge – soft, cinematic interlude / vocal whispers + strings]
All we touch turns cold again,
All we build will break in the end.
No one wins when want’s the crown —
Every empire burns down.
[Breakdown – male screams + electronic distortion]
Feed the fire!
Feed the fire!
Let desire be your liar!
Every wish — another grave,
Every dream — another slave!
[Final Chorus – full cinematic climax, soaring female vocals]
We wanted more — we took it all,
Built our heaven just to fall.
Now the ashes stain our hands,
As we pray to gods of sand.
We are the curse we glorified —
The price of want is what we died.
[Outro – fading piano + echoing choir]
(whisper)
We had it all…
And lost it twice.
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