Cursed Pulse

Can you feel it?

The silence screams beneath the skin…

I’m still here—breathing sin.

Blood on the promise, I made to survive,

Voices inside me—they keep me alive.

Chains on my heart, but I bite through the pain,

Even the gods can’t erase my name.

Shadows crawl—call me disciple of sorrow,

Fight for today, forget tomorrow.

My reflection’s cracked, but it still stares back,

In the ruins of faith, I found my track.

Whispers drown in the black rain fallin’,

Scars awake when the curse is callin’.

I don’t pray, I don’t plead,

Just fight till my soul bleeds.

This cursed pulse inside my chest,

Drags me down but I don’t rest.

From the ashes, I’ll ascend—

Even if this world won’t bend.

Let the void consume my fear,

I was born to disappear.

Still I rise, through blood and dust—

I’m the shadow you can trust.

Cold eyes in the mirror, I see through fate,

Every smile I fake hides the hate.

Lost boys burn in a holy fire,

But I dance in the dark like a funeral choir.

Loyal to pain, I forge my will,

Every scar a blade I can’t conceal.

If death’s a song, I’ll write the verse,

Life’s a curse, but I’ll break the curse.

Silence feeds the heart I sold,

Dreams decay, but I won’t fold.

Even if love turns to dust in my hands,

I’ll fight alone, you understand.

This cursed pulse inside my chest,

Drags me down but I don’t rest.

I’ll burn my name into the void,

Every chain I once destroyed.

No halo, no heaven call,

I’ll rise again when the angels fall.

Through the dark I scream and trust—

I’m the curse that learns to love.

If the world forgets my face…

let the curse remember me.