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AI rendition of my song I Can't Run Away


The beer in this bottle
Is looking back at me
Into my eyes, I fear
What does it see?
The horrors of trials gone
And all but forgotten
Or does it see into
A heart that is rotten

There's a lot to be seen
Deep inside of me
There's a lot to be covered
In a biography
There's a lot to be read
Deep between the lines
There's a lot to be hidden
In the back of my mind

And I can't run away
I can't run and hide
I can't run away
From this feeling inside
I can't run away
From the truths of the past
I can't run away
Should I face it at last?

I look in the mirror
The face that I see
Is wide eyed and frightened
I can't let it be
Something must give
Something must end
Something must break
I pray the Heavens forefend

I've prayed to the Heavens above
To the Gods and the angels living thereof
To the saints and the sinners, and all who would hear
Will someone please listen, I pray out of fear
The fear that I'm broken
The fear that I'm bent
The fear that someone will see
The things that I've hid

I Can't Run Away

When warmth dies, silence reigns. Endless Winter is a gothic-metal dirge of isolation; cold riffs echoing like wind through dead trees, thunderous drums pounding like a frozen heartbeat, and vocals that bleed despair into the snow.

This track captures the weight of desolation; a landscape where hope is buried in ice and time itself feels frozen. Haunting melodies and crushing heaviness collide, painting a world where the frost never melts.

Endless Winter

Lyrics:

Your head starts to rock
As it nods in time 
With the rhythm dancing to this rhyme

Your head starts to rock
As it nods in time 
With the rhythm dancing to this rhyme

The beat holds you dear 
Your foot starts to tap
The crowd begins to clap.

Clap. Clap. Clap. 

"That's nice."....

I'll tell you a story about the first slow clap.
The tale is a little gory but it really does slap.
So now behold the glory of the slow clap rap.

"It all began with a kid called Markus"...

(Clap clap clap)

Markus was a simple lad
He scurried about his ways
He was young and tall, well fed 
Living in Ancient Roman days

His family: Middle Class.
The Colosseum: Full of Delights
He could afford to see the mighty fights.

Move sight to the Colosseum
Markus is sight seeing
A normal day, a normal fight
He just popped in for quick Punch 'N Bite

His Seat he's gotten 
Drink he's not forgotten 
Snacks? Check!
Gladiator gets killed by spear to neck.
The Crowd is Bored
Silence has soared.

Not a sound but the cry as the gladiator did die.

Not a sound, and around everyone is looking down with a frown.

Quick Death is lame.
What a shame.

Crowd looks for blame.
The Emperor is Here
He's Expecting a Cheer
The Colosseum is in Silence. 
Tension is in the air
Rising Expectations of Violence 
The Emperor has a death stare.

Vibe's are flat
Tensions are about to break
The Emperor is Mad.
His jowls begin to shake

(Flap flap flap)

Markus sees a need
He acts with sudden speed
He loves his Rome 
He loves his home
His next actions may get him killed.
Or, his Dreams could be fulfilled!

He claps out a song
Hoping to get the throng to clap along!!!!
Slow. Clap. A. Long.

Clap

Clap

Clap

Clap

He starts it slow, just a single bold beat,
Eyes are turnin’ ‘round to the emperor’s seat.
Clap… clap… now the rhythm takes hold,
One boy with a plan, now the crowd's getting bold.

Clap

Clap

Clap

Clap

The crowd is clapping 
People are cheering 
A happy populous 
Is what the Emperor is hearing

He smiles at Markus
He gives a small nod
Markus smiles back
While muttering "What a miserable Sod"

From satire to scene-stealer, Marcus is like a dagger,
The slow clap echoes like a victory swagger.
Now the Roman's roar, like lions in the cage,
Markus just smirks, he owns this stage.
No crown, no sword, no blood on his hands,
Just the first slow clap to land, that made them all stand.

That's the tale of Marcus who did a slap of a clap.

And now this song has to wrap.

So CLAP!!!!!!



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