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Walk the Path of Sorrow (Remastered 2021)

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Lyrics:

Sifting through the ashes of your broken dreams  
I stand tall, a voice in the silence it seems  
Echoes of laughter drowned in despair  
Choking on the memories that linger in the air  
With every glance, your shadow haunts me still  
Yet beneath the pain, there’s an ember of will  

I'm reaching for the light  
Desperate to ignite  
Hope flickers like a flame  
In this relentless game  

In the distance, I hear the whispers of change  
Your touch lingers like a scar, so strange  
But I won't dwell on what might have been lost  
Rising up, embracing the fate, no matter the cost  
With every heartbeat, I break from this chain  
Your haunting shadows, I’ll learn to restrain  

I'm reaching for the light  
Desperate to ignite  
Hope flickers like a flame  
In this relentless game  

I won't lose my way  
Standing firm, I will stay  
With every step I take  
A new dawn I will make  

I'm reaching for the light  
Desperate to ignite  
Hope flickers like a flame  
In this relentless game  

In the wreckage of emotions, I find my truth
With every scar, a story, marks of my youth
The battles fought in shadows, now light up my way
Each step forward pulls me from the fray

I'm reaching for the light
Desperate to ignite
Hope flickers like a flame
In this relentless game

From the ashes I rise, fueled by the fire
These chains that once bound me, now fuel my desire
With every riff, I'm breaking free once more
Guitar screams my heart’s cry, reaching out to roar

I'm reaching for the light
Desperate to ignite
Hope flickers like a flame
In this relentless game

🆔0861 📅250430⌛3:46 ▶1892 : 🔝I'm reaching for the Light

Full disclosure.
I wrote the lyrics and had the ai SUNO perform them.

This is about my mental health journey. From childhood to this present day. I still struggle with everything but some things are easier than others.

Track 1, is about a feeling instilled in me from an early age of me not deserving nice new things and caused me to break some of the new things I was given in order for me to accept them as my own. I still struggle with this core feeling and it has ruined many of my relationships because I feel like I don't deserve to be loved, so I subconsciously distance myself from people I love and those that love me causing relationships to crumble into nothing.

Track 2, is about the single most traumatic event of my life. I think the lyrics speak for themselves and I don't want to write a description of that horrid event here.
I have included two different musical styles of this track as well as bonus tracks with cleaner vocals.

Track 3, is my journey through life secretly obsessing over the obituaries in the paper after I saw a picture of one of my attackers and is also what eventually leads to me having a mental breakdown. 

Track 4, is about my attempts at my own life and my cries for help. There are some complicated feelings with this lyric that I have trouble putting into words. 

Track 5, is my decision to not let this mental affliction control me. I am not going to allow what those monsters did to me dictate who I am. It is my declaration of me taking control of my life.

2. White Van

Lyrics:


[Intro]  
In den goldenen Hallen der Paläste,  
Lebt man fern vom Volk in Schmerz und Qual.  
Ihre Welt des Überflusses, in prachtvollem Glanz,  
Kennt nicht die Schatten, wo die Not erwacht.

[Strophe 1]  
Unter Kristallleuchtern, in einer fernen Welt,  
Geben sie Münzen und Brot, mit Geste voller Stern.  
Krümel von ihrem Tisch, für die Hungrigen,  
Scheinbare Barmherzigkeit, in Herzen aus Marmor.


[Refrain]  
Aristokratische Almosen, in goldener Umarmung,  
Kleine Gaben der Güte, doch das Volk bleibt in Scham.  
In dunklen Gassen, wo Hoffnung stirbt und fällt,  
Ihre falsche Wohltätigkeit, in Herzen aus Kälte gestellt.


[Strophe 2]  
Jenseits der Mauern, wo Schatten verweilen,  
Schweben verlorene Seelen in kalter Nacht.  
Die Aristokraten sehen nicht diese Qualen,  
Schenken Krümel, während das Volk leidet und wankt.


[Refrain]  
Aristokratische Almosen, in goldener Umarmung,  
Kleine Gaben der Güte, doch das Volk bleibt in Scham.  
In dunklen Gassen, wo Hoffnung stirbt und fällt,  
Ihre falsche Wohltätigkeit, in Herzen aus Kälte gestellt.


[Abschluss]  
Wir singen von den Stummen, in kalter Nacht,  
Von den Vergessenen, die kämpfen ohne Rast.  
In jedem scheinbaren Pfennig, und jedem Krümel Brot,  
Sehen wir das Bild einer Welt, die langsam verrottet.

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