Instrumental Intro (long, atmospheric, swelling)
No lyrics — just tension, reverb-soaked guitars, low drones, heartbeat-like drums slowly waking up.
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Verse 1
I feel the ceiling pressing down,
Shadows drip like poison from the walls.
My heartbeat crawls across the floor,
A quiet animal waiting for the fall.
The silence aches like open wounds,
Every breath a question with no name.
I watch my thoughts dissolve like smoke,
Into the dark—familiar, cold, the same.
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Verse 2
My bones remember nights like these,
The trembling world beneath my skin.
The weight, the doubt, the quiet scream,
The fear that whispers I won’t win.
But through the cracks, a dim light pulses—
A distant signal calling from within.
A promise buried, but still breathing,
A quiet oath to rise again.
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Long Bridge (growing, stretching, intensifying)
I’ve walked through the fire of my own mind,
Ash on my hands, ghosts at my back.
Every step a war I didn’t choose,
Every breath stolen, clawed, taken back.
But something deeper moves inside me—
A storm that doesn’t bow or break.
A reason bigger than the fear,
A life I haven’t lived yet—
But ache to make.
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Chorus (first appearance)
I’m still standing in the ruins of myself,
Reaching upward from the dark I know too well.
If the night won’t let me go,
I’ll rise anyway—
For something greater,
Greater than myself.
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Verse 3
The mirror shows the cracks and lines,
Proof of every battle I survived.
And though the darkness knows my name,
It fears the fire growing in my eyes.
I’m done being a passenger
To storms that never were my own.
I choose the path that scars my feet—
Because that is where the seeds are sown.
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Epic Solo → Reprise of Chorus
(Massive guitar break — tension → ignition → eruption)
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Final Long Instrumental Explosion
Drums open up, guitars soar, synths widen, everything breaks into a wall of color and defiance.
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Pre-Chorus (short, intense, rising)
I feel the weight begin to burn,
But I won’t break—
I only turn
Into the fire, into the fight—
I’m made for more
Than just the night.
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Final Chorus
I’m still standing in the ruins of myself,
Reaching upward from the dark I know too well.
And if the night won’t let me go,
I’ll rise anyway—
For something greater,
Greater than myself.
I’m still fighting for a life beyond the pain,
Every heartbeat like a war I choose to wage.
And though the shadows try to pull me down,
I rise again—
For something greater,
Greater than myself.
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Outro (soft, fading, resolute)
Whispered through the smoke…
I’m still here.
I’m still here.
Becoming something
Greater than myself.
BillyBobGwyn
