Name: Shadows in The Mire by Alasima
Duration: 3 min 46 s
Description: Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RKQIFfLn9YQ&ab

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I sigh a silence through my sleeves
Speak in gestures no one reads
Smile like it’s muscle memory
I’ve learned to disappear clean

It’s easier to bruise in private
And wear the wound like design
Tell me I seem so calm—
Yeah, that’s the crime

I wear soft armor, stitched in sleep
Hollow chest but styled so deep
Every glance a warning sign
Every touch pre-redefined
I stay sharp wrapped in quiet grace
Nothing cuts if you erase the place

You ask why I never flinch
I’ve made numbness feel like skin
You hold the match like a dare
But I’m already not there-
Oh, oh, I'm already not there!

It’s easier to hide in pattern
Than gamble what's not returned
The burn you fear?
I’ve learned to yearn and not get burned

I wear soft armor, stitched in sleep
Hollow chest but styled so deep
Every glance a warning sign
Every touch pre-redefined
I stay sharp wrapped in quiet grace
Nothing cuts if you erase the place

Some call it fear, I call it form
Some call it love, I call it worn
If I never bleed, is it still a war?
If I never crack, is it still yours?

I wear soft armor, stitched in sleep
Hollow chest but styled so deep
Every glance a warning sign
Every touch pre-redefined
I stay sharp wrapped in quiet grace
Nothing cuts if you erase the place

Some call it fear, I call it form
Some call it love, I call it worn
I didn’t break—just changed the shape they thought was mine
Soft as armor, stitched to tear but I'll be fine.

Soft Armor

Serenity

I gaze into the fire and watch the embers
I think of the good times and remember
Staring across the sand into the ocean
A glimpse of divinity in motion
All of this I see
Right in front of me
The troubles melt away
And here I want to stay
For a while

I look across a canyon carved by rivers
A baby in my arm makes me quiver
To have my wife besie me I feel love
A time when I felt better I can't think of
A fickle moment in time
Elusive and sublime
But when I feel the fire
And the comfort deep inside
I want to smile

Serenity cannot be bought or sold
But it's available to the young and old
Serenity should not be forsaken
It's meant for all of us to partake in

To appreciate the beauty that abounds
The simple things in life can be your ground
Gratitude and love are the seeds
While greed envy and hate will bring the weeds
Be glad for what you're given
Remember why your living
Find the good in what you see
And hold on to that inner peace
For a while

Serenity cannot be bought or sold
Serenity can be had by the young and the old
Serenity should never be forsaken
I invite you now come on and partake in

To live without needless love or desire
Is the kind of life serenity inspires
Serenity is God over man
It's a gift of love straigh from His hands

Serenity...

Serenity

Shatter The Chains

The Demons Dance

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RKQIFfLn9YQ&ab

Shadows in The Mire

A slow-burning dirge for lovers who haunt each other. The night pulses with decay—wine turns to blood, roses to thorns, and every shadow bears your name. 

Black Roses

Gravel tongue and a lantern sky,
She left in smoke without goodbye.
Breath turned black on windowpane,
I dream of rust and acid rain.

[Verse 2]
Her laugh still stains the maple floor,
Like blood beneath a cellar door.
Eyes stitched shut with threads and bone,
She sings through roots that crack my home.

[Hook]
I wear her name like steel wire,
Coiled tight around my throat.
The tree don’t bend the leash won't break,
I’m just bark,  bone and smoke.

[Verse 3]
Cracked memory echo holds faint,
Of nails and silk and drying paint.
Each step’s a thorn through shards of glass,
She speaks through me—but she never asks.

[Bridge]
Tetherbone, my tetherbone,
Bark for ghosts but liv alone.
She carved her name in bark and thread,
Now I'm left with what she bled.

[Hook – Repeat with slight variation]
I howl but no gods descend.
Her name's the rune I bend.
The collar's carved in stone and flame—
It drinks my breath. It speaks her name.


[Outro – whisper fade, like a prayer]
Crows don’t sing where love once lay,
Just creak and moan the wood will sway.
Tied to time, leashed to a tree,
And none but silence speaks for me.

Tether Bone

#poppunk #emo #mgk #blink182 #greenday #altrock

one day at a time

They're selling comfort in neon lights
While the world burns quietly out of sight
We're scrolling fast, we don't feel a thing
Numb to the ache, deaf to the sting

They feed us fear, and we feed the flame
Pointing fingers, playing the game
And all the while, behind the scenes
They write the rules, they rig the dream

But no one’s watching, no one sees
We trade our truth for dopamine
And when the storm begins to fall
There’s no one left to heed the call

This is the price of silence,
When no one dares to speak
The kingdom falls in violence
And justice dies so weak
Distracted and divided
By poison dressed as choice
We’ll watch the world collapsing
Still afraid to raise our voice


The helpless blamed, the guilty praised
A screen between us and the flames
We’re fed on outrage, sold in parts
While apathy replaces hearts

We cheer for power, mock the poor
Forget what conscience was before
And every time we look away
We sign another soul away

But no one listens, no one learns
We watch the past repeat and burn
And when we wake from all this sleep
The cost will be too wide, too deep

This is the price of silence,
When no one dares to speak
The kingdom falls in violence
And justice dies so weak
Distracted and divided
By poison dressed as choice
We’ll watch the world collapsing
Still afraid to raise our voice

[Bridge – breakdown]
So light the match or light the screen
But know which side of fire you’re in
There’s no one left to save this place
If no one dares to show their face

This is the price of silence
And now the sky turns black
The puppets cut their strings and run
But we can’t turn it back
So scream through all the static
If you still have a voice
'Cause silence is surrender
And they have made their choice

The end won’t come with sirens loud
But with a passive, sleeping crowd

Shadows in The Mire

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