Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] I was the child that watched the door Counting the cracks in the hallway floor Ghost in a house full of clattering plates Learning the language of locked iron gates [Verse 2] I named every shadow that passed my bed They told me their secrets in whispers of lead While laughter dripped warm from the rooms down the hall I traced my own name on the wallpaper wall [Chorus] Alone I was born in a crowd Thin little voice Thinking too loud World at my window Glass like a throne Touching the pane but the kingdom is stone Alone I grew sharp as a thorn Carved from the dusk of a star that was torn Life is a lantern I carry on loan Burning my hands as I walk it alone [Verse 3] Years like a corridor narrowing thin Every new face like a borrowed skin I move through the revels A revenant guest Holding the smile like a knife to my chest [Bridge] [Acoustic and violin Almost spoken] I have loved in a language of nods and retreat Sat at the table An absence in a seat Hands reaching toward me through water and glass Each tender greeting already a past I float above days like a ceiling stain Hear distant applause for some borrowed name If ever they found me What would they see? A hollow-eyed echo that answers as "me" [Chorus] Alone I was born in a crowd Thin little voice Thinking too loud World at my window Glass like a throne Touching the pane but the kingdom is stone Alone I grew sharp as a thorn Carved from the dusk of a star that was torn Life is a lantern I carry on loan Burning my hands as I walk it alone [Chorus] Alone Every room is a shore Footprints that vanish Then vanish once more Faces like pages the wind has outgrown Names that I mouth but I never have known Alone Till the rafters collapse Till all of my ages unfasten their straps If there is mercy in marrow and bone Let it be this: that I mastered alone
Tags
folk, Epic power/speed metal ballad with gothic overtones; male vocals riding double-kick gallop and tremolo guitars. Verses start sparse with acoustic fingerpicking and mournful violin countermelodies, voice close and haunted. Choruses explode into soaring, harmonized leads and stacked choirs. Middle bridge drops to nearly spoken-word over distant bells and low strings, then returns with an ascending, triumphant-yet-tragic final chorus and sustained high note., speed metal, violin, acoustic, metal, ballad, power metal
Duration
5:47
Instrumental
No
Created
4/4/2026