(Intro — clean guitar)
Seven winters nailed their initials to my walls
Every laugh in crowded rooms dissolves before it lands
I raise another glass beside a vacant chair
While satellites crawl over rooftops like dying prayers
I learned to wear charisma like ceremonial steel
Shake hands, tell jokes, keep every fracture concealed
But midnight strips the armor from my ribs
And silence enters slowly like a blade beneath the skin
Verse I
I had a queen with hurricane pupils
She could quiet entire wars with one exhausted smile
Then some unseen executioner arrived without a warning
And folded her name into the soil
Now every stranger feels assembled from spare parts
Half-lit copies with rehearsed affection
I search their eyes for that catastrophic spark
But heaven forged her once — then burned the blueprint
CHORUS
Life without love is a slow death
A cathedral caving in one stone at a time
I stare at galaxies from my concrete exile
Begging the cosmos for a single divine sign
Life without love is a slow death
An iron lung filled with frozen air
If angels still descend through shattered weather
Then send one now — because I’m still here
(Breakdown)
Still — here
Still — breathing
Still — buried beneath a heartbeat
(Heavy Guitar Solo I — chaotic but melodic, rising like grief turning violent)
Verse II
Every evening my balcony becomes a lighthouse
Pointing nowhere ships can survive
Streetlights flicker like exhausted halos
While I interrogate the sky alive
Did I offend the architects above me?
Did I fracture fate without knowing the crime?
Did I break some hidden mirror in another lifetime
And sentence myself to this endless winterline?
Friends surround me like festival fires
But warmth is not the same as home
You can drown in crowded oceans
And still decay completely alone
I keep one side of the bed untouched
Like some sacred ruin nobody can replace
Her ghost still walks the corridors of memory
Barefoot through the chambers of my brain
CHORUS
Life without love is a slow death
A symphony choking inside my chest
Every sunrise tastes like unfinished sorrow
Every night becomes another test
Life without love is a slow death
A black-winged clock above my head
I ask the stars why they keep burning
While everything I touched lies dead
(Heavy Guitar Solo II — faster, aggressive tremolo harmonies)
Bridge (half-whispered, building into rage)
Where is the hand that drags me from this abyss?
Where is the pulse that resurrects my veins?
I don’t need perfection carved from marble
Just someone who can survive my rain
Because grief became a prison architect
Invisible bars around my days
And every prayer climbs upward bleeding
Then disappears without a trace
(Massive Breakdown)
Seven years — unanswered skies
Seven years — with ghosts alive
Seven years — I still survive
SO WHY… AM I STILL ALONE?!
(Final Guitar Solo — emotional, soaring, triumphant with lingering sadness)
(Outro — soft clean guitar)
Tonight the stars look less like graves
And more like doors not Opened yet...
StormFire
