The Portrait’s Irony ​a... by lee Anne Acevedo

The Portrait’s Irony

​(Epic Rock Ballad / Blues)

​(Intro)

​(Verse 1)

The ceiling has cracks... [pausa] ... that I’ve mapped out like veins...

The scent of mold... is the perfume of all that remains.

In this room... [silêncio] ... where life forgot to breathe...

I smell the end... even before I leave.

It’s the scent of the earth... of decay... [pausa] ... of dead time...

A fallen giant... past his rhythm and rhyme.

​(Verse 2)

Yesterday I was the glow... the strength... the perfect frame.

Young... and handsome... with a world to my name.

We celebrate as the years pass... just for staying here...

We raise our glasses... to the breath that I still hold near.

But we toast without knowing... what we’re turning into...

The old... [pausa] ... the ugly... the monster in view.

It’s the story of Dorian Gray... written on my own skin...

A portrait of horror... where the mirror... lets the truth in.

​[CHORUS - 1st Time]

Take my body away! ... [Pausa curta] ... Cover me once and for all!

Don't let my ruin... be the shadow on your wall.

Veil my face... [Pausa] ... hide this spectacle of dread...

So no one has to look away... from the life that I led.

I am ashamed... to breathe this air of defeat...

A torn-up canvas... that no eyes want to meet.

​(Verse 3)

I watch my own story... like a stranger in the crowd...

Watching God’s imagination... weaving my shroud.

Such creativity... to watch us rot and fade...

While the world outside... shouts of the progress we've made.

Every candle on the cake is a triumph... and not a curse?

But here... in this room... silence is my only nurse.

​(Climax)

And the question no one wants to ask... [Silêncio total] ... I release into the dark:

God... do we hate You... [Pausa] ... or do we love You for what is stark?

Are You the Father who welcomes... or the artist amused by pain?

In this carcass that’s left... where does Your love remain?

​(Bridge)

Cover me... erase me... take me out of the light!

My own reflection... is my heaviest fight.

I want the raw darkness... the vacuum... the void...

To hide from your pity... so I’m not destroyed.

​[CHORUS - 2nd Time - Full Power / Epic]

Take my body away! ... [Pausa curta] ... Cover me once and for all!

Don't let my ruin... be the shadow on your wall.

Veil my face... [Pausa] ... hide this spectacle of dread...

So no one has to look away... from the life that I led.

I am ashamed... to breathe this air of defeat...

A torn-up canvas... that no eyes want to meet.

​(Final Breakdown - Epic & Heavy)

God... are You watching?! ... [Grito]

Look at Your masterpiece... rotting in the dark!

Dorian’s mirror... has finally... shattered!

SHATTERED!

​[SUDDEN SILENCE]

​(Outro - Voz sussurrada)

Only me...

The hidden portrait...

The bitter toast...

And God...

​[5 segundos de silêncio]

​Waiting...

For my...

Last...

Breath.