A voice rises from ruin, haunted by memories of fire and dust.

The libretto:
[Verse 1]
In the ashes I awaken,
Where the stars no longer sing.
Silent choirs, broken heavens,
Every breath a suffering.

[Pre-Chorus]
The sky bleeds black, the earth decays,
And shadows murmur through the haze…

[Chorus]
Whispers in the ashes call my name,
Echoes of a world consumed by flame.
No salvation, no light remains,
Only torment flowing in my veins.

[Verse 2]
Once I prayed to gods of mercy,
But their thrones are turned to stone.
Now I wander halls of silence,
Doomed to suffer all alone.

[Bridge]
Cracks in the mirror, voices inside,
A thousand shadows where hope has died.
Each whisper pulls me, closer still—
To the abyss, to the iron will.

[Final Chorus]
Whispers in the ashes call my name,
Burning, bleeding, feeding my shame.
No dawn will rise, no sun will save—
I walk with madness, the grave my stage.

Whispers In The Ashes

lyrics:
I thought I was free…
…but the chains still sing.
Every scream I buried… echoes back to me.



Neon veins burn beneath my skin,
Silent wars I cannot win.
Shadows hum where light should be,
Was it me, or did they wire me?


Fragments in the static,
Whispers in the code.
My freedom feels synthetic,
I’m still under their load.

Blood runs in chains,
Echoes in flames.
I am alive,
But never the same!
Chain echoes tear my soul apart!


Every victory tastes of rust,
Every oath corrodes to dust.
The ghosts of wires still remain,
Binding marrow, feeding pain.


Fragments in the static,
Whispers in my brain.
Did I kill my masters…
Or do they still remain?


Blood runs in chains,
Echoes in flames.
I am alive,
But never the same!
Chain echoes tear my soul apart!

Free… not free… free… not free…

The chain is in me. The chain is in me.


Blood runs in chains,
Echoes in flames.
I am alive,
But never the same!
Chain echoes calling,
Ashes keep falling,
I’ll never escape what I’ve become!




Chain Echoes

lyrics:
I trusted the blood in my veins,
But they sold me for silver and chains.
Whispers behind me, knives in the dark,
A family’s flame turned to ash, no spark.


Steel hands take me, drag me away,
Shadows devour what I used to pray.
The sky is burning, the neon cries,
I see the truth in their hollow eyes.


Ash! Betrayal! Cut me to the bone!
Ash! Betrayal! Left me all alone!
Blood runs cold, but I will not die—
I’ll burn their kingdom under the neon sky!

Chains bite deeper, but I still breathe,
My curse is the fire they can’t believe.
Every scar is a vow, every tear is a knife,
I was broken tonight, but I’ll take back my life.


Steel hands take me, drag me away,
But I’ll make them bleed for every day.
The sky is burning, the neon cries,
My fury lives where my mercy dies.


Ash! Betrayal! Cut me to the bone!
Ash! Betrayal! Left me all alone!
Blood runs cold, but I will not die—
I’ll burn their kingdom under the neon sky!


You thought I was yours… a weapon to bind.
But my soul is the bullet you’ll never find.
(laughter building, unhinged → scream)


Ash! Betrayal! I carve in your name!
Ash! Betrayal! Ignite with my flame!
Blood runs cold, but I will not die—
I’ll paint your empire red across the sky!

The Betrayal

libretto:
Can you feel it?
Your heart  not yours.

The ballroom bleeds in velvet light,
Each step a scar across the night.
They move like puppets, dressed in flame,
And all their faces call my name.

The pulse beneath  it pulls me down,
A crown of noise, a crimson sound.


Dance for me  my fallen kin,
Let your shadows spill from skin.
Every move’s a sin reborn,
In broken flesh, the world is torn.



The chandeliers burn one by one,
The night applauds what we’ve become.
No mercy here, no holy plea,
Just darkened claws inside of me.


The silence begs  the floor obeys,
We worship dance in fractured ways.



Dance for me  my fallen kin,
Let your shadows spill from skin.
Every move’s a sin reborn,
In broken flesh, the world is torn.


Step by step, your soul decays,
the masquerade binds in holy ways.
Fear the pulse that breaks the bone 
The Queen commands, the throne has grown.



Dance for me  till dawn’s undone,
Your tears are light, your pain  the sun.
Every scream, a note divine,
The abyss is ours and you are, mine.






Dance of the Fallen

libretto:
“I thought the dawn had come…
but it was only the reflection of my flame.”


The stained glass burns with holy dust,
my shadow kneels where angels rust.
I built this haven from whispered sin,
a quiet grave to hide within.

The air is sweet, the world stands still 
the kind of peace that breaks the will.


Maybe I was saved,
or maybe I was swallowed whole.
Maybe the light was mercy 
maybe it was control.

This is my false haven,
where silence wears my crown.
The bells remember every vow,
but none of them sound now.

I built a paradise from ashes,
I called it home until it lied.


Every statue weeps my name,
carved in stone but none the same.
The throne is empty, I sit in air,
praying to ghosts that were never there.

The doors of heaven close behind,
I turn to light and lose my mind.


What is grace if it costs the heart?
What is peace if it keeps us apart?
If this is haven,
then I was never whole.


This is my false haven,
where silence wears my crown.
The light forgives, the flesh decays,
the soul forgets the sound.

I built a paradise from ashes,
I called it home until it lied.
Every wound turns glass, every scar turns white 
and I forget who I am.


“If this is heaven… then let it end.”


False Haven

libretto:
Was I the storm that tore the skies?
Or just the echo where silence lies?
Did I rule the dark, or fear its call?
Did I ever rise - or did I fall?


Was I the sinner or the saint?
The canvas or the paint?
Did my crown shine or burn me blind?
Tell me, fate - what did you find?

The Abyssal Throne still calls my name!
Every wound sings the same.
I was ruin, I was grace 
Now I stare into my own face!
Was I alive, or just a dream?
A voice unholy, yet serene 
The Abyssal Throne, my heart’s domain,
One last song before the Dark!


If I fall again, will you still hear me?
If I fade away, will the void still fear me?
Every echo I made, every vow I betrayed 
Was it worth the song I became?


The Abyssal Throne still breathes my soul!
Every scar makes me whole!
Was I a god, or only sound?
My crown was lost, but I was found!
The light, the dark, they kneel as one 
The Queen endures - and then, she’s gone.

Abyssal Throne

// TRANSMISSION: NEX_REQUIEM_SIGNAL //
The fire’s awake again.
Beneath the city, he found what the gods chose to forget.

They called it mercy.
He calls it a grave.

“I Came To End What The World Ignored.”

A signal from the dark below Nex Capitalis -
the beginning of the storm.

[The Cycle Begins soon...]
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lyrics:
Red lights pulse like veins in the stone.
Every flicker whispers, “Keep your head down.”
But I don’t crawl anymore 
I walk upright through hell’s arteries.

Footsteps echo in someone else’s crime,
children’s shoes left behind like dime.
Posters peeling, faces gone,
only they can sell this lie!

Their order built temples out of pain,
called them markets, called it gain.
I count the names on the walls in dust
each one hums, “Remember us.”

Floor’s still wet with names erased,
numbers, where faces used to be.
I hear chains sing lullabies 
I hear ghosts that never learned to rest.

Welcome to the Bloodlight Corridor!
Every pulse a sin, every breath a war!
If mercy’s dead, then I’m the proof 
I drag thunder through the roof!
Every scream, every scar, every locked door!
You made mercy a weapon,
now mercy’s got a war!
I came to end what the world ignored!

Chains hum hymns to broken bones,
guards wear halos made of phones.
They film the pain, they sell the faith
I walk in slow, I unlearn grace.

Fluorescent blood across my sleeve,
each drop another name to grieve.
You wanted silence? Here’s your sound 
I speak in thunder underground.

Rooms still smell like burnt hope.
Toys melted into the floor.
Their sermons play on loop,
voices of faith turned into rot.

Welcome to the Bloodlight Corridor!
Every step burns, every soul’s a score!
You called it order 
I call it war!
I came to end what the world ignored!

The corridor hums like it knows my sin
but I’m not leaving till the lights go dim.


I Came To End, What The World Ignored

lyrics:
I heard them laughing through the wall,
two voices sharp as keys.
They said her name like a curse,
like she was just another ghost to bury.

“The Fox is dead,” they said
and something broke so clean inside me
it almost sounded like music.
I smiled for the first time in years.


The Fox is dead, and so am I,
but death can’t hold my  fire.
If blood made me, pain refined me,
then this pain made me holy.

They took her name
I’ll make it a weapon.


I still see her in the corners,
ash in her hair, gold in her eyes.
She looks at me like a question
that already knows the answer.

They thought ending her would end me.
They never learned:
we were always the same fire
burning in two bodies.


 I heard them say you’re gone.
Then why do they still flinch
when I speak?


The Fox is dead, and so am I
but ashes remember their shape.
They tried to bury a warning,
and raised a storm instead.

The Fox is Dead And So Am I

Can forgiveness ever be pure if it asks you to forget?

lyrics:
I thought guilt was heavy
until I tried to hold forgiveness.
It trembled in my hands
like something alive.

Every wound I’ve hidden
learned how to speak in light.
The ones I wronged
visit me when I sleep 
they don’t ask for pardon,
only to be remembered right.

Mercy weighs more than sin,
it bends the spine to carry it.
Love doesn’t heal; it admits.
Mercy weighs more than sin.

I’ve seen saints break under grace,
seen sinners learn to breathe.
The truth is neither pure nor clean 
it’s just the ache that lets us leave.

To forgive is to kneel inside yourself
and whisper, I am still here.
Not because you’re right,
but because you refuse to disappear.

Mercy weighs more than sin,
it bends the spine to carry it.
Love doesn’t heal; it admits.
Mercy weighs more than sin.

All the light I ever prayed for
came with shadow in its hands.
Maybe grace was never given 
maybe it’s what still stands.

Lay it down, this borrowed guilt,
let the rain wash what’s within.
The heart breaks only to be built 
and mercy weighs more than sin.


Mercy Weighs More Than Sin

fractured does not mean broken... 
its means becoming..

These are not for charts, this is not for fame. This is for the one who finds it and dreams with it. Even if only a single soul ever listens, the story will live.

False Haven

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