[Intro – Choir (6/8, solemn) (neo-classical guitar)]
The devil never cry,
His wounds are made of flame,
The world forgets the silent ones,
And dares to speak his name.
The strong must never fall,
Or so the tale was told,
But even angels turned away,
The night his tears grew cold…
[Verse I ]
I walked through halls of iron pride,
With every tear I had to hide.
They built a throne where shame resides—
And told me this is strength.
They crowned me lord of silence deep,
And mocked the nights I couldn’t sleep.
But devils learn—they never weep…
At least that’s what they think.
[Pre-Chorus]
And when the world began to burn,
They swore they’d never look behind…
But I saw ghosts in every turn—
And they all looked like mine.
[Chorus]
The devil never cry…
But I did, and no one saw.
So the sky broke down and wept for me—
The rain became my law.
I begged the storm to stay awhile—
To drown what I became…
They never saw my tears fall.
They only cursed my name.
[Verse II – Voice with Shadows]
I wore their mask, I played their role,
But grief still carved into my soul.
They said, “Be steel, not soft control”—
So I became the blade.
But even iron learns to rust.
And even gods collapse to dust.
Their silence taught me not to trust—
So I embraced the fade.
[Pre-Chorus II]
And when the mirror cracked in two,
They blamed the cracks on me…
But I had wept behind that glass
Where none of them could see.
[Chorus II – Stronger]
The devil never cry…
But I did, in sacred dark.
And when the world turned blind again—
The rain had left its mark.
I begged the thunder for a name,
But silence is what it gave…
So now I burn the heavens down…
To build myself a grave.
[Bridge – Whispered / Breakdown]
They made me their demon…
When all I needed was grace.
I died as a man…
And returned with no face.
[Solo (neo-classical arpeggios with sweep picking)]
[Final Chorus – Half Time / Slow and Devastating]
The devil never cry…
But now, the sky is ash and glass.
And I am not what I became…
I am what they let collapse.
The storm remembers what they hid…
The tears behind the flame…
And every drop that kissed the ground…
Still whispers out my name.
[Outro – Choir Returns Softly]
The devil never cry…
But he did… and no one came.
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