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

Reflections break, and with them the last fragments of innocence

the libretto:
[Verse 1]
The glass begins to tremble,
Reflections twist and break.
A thousand faces staring back,
Each whispering my mistake.

[Pre-Chorus]
The silence cracks, the shadows roar,
I cannot tell myself apart anymore…

[Chorus]
The mirror shattered — a crimson rain!
Fragments of me screaming in vain.
Madness dances, tearing the sky,
I am the echo that will not die.

[Verse 2]
My hands are stained with voices,
That only I can hear.
They sing in broken symphonies,
A lullaby of fear.

[Bridge]
Shards of reason cut so deep,
No gods awake, no souls to weep.
The mind unravels, threads unwind,
What is left of me to find?

[Final Chorus]
The mirror shattered — a crimson rain!
Fragments of me screaming in vain.
The crown of madness, forged in flame,
I wear the curse — I bear the name!

The Mirror Shattered

Grief becomes defiance, the Madwoman’s lament turns weapon.

the libretto:
[Verse 1]
Through the ruins I am rising,
Crowned in shadows, veiled in flame.
Every whisper, every crying,
Now resounds and speaks my name.

[Pre-Chorus]
The night exalts, the heavens fall,
And I shall answer the endless call…

[Chorus]
Sing my aria, forsaken and true,
A hymn of darkness the world must subdue.
No redemption, no light remains,
I reign eternal in sorrow and chains.

[Verse 2]
Once I bled for hope and mercy,
Now I paint the sky in red.
From the ashes, thrones unworthy,
I will rise where angels dread.

[Bridge]
Choirs of ruin, sing with me,
An anthem forged in tragedy.
The crown of madness, cold divine,
The aria of the damned is mine!

[Final Chorus]
Sing my aria, forsaken and true,
A hymn of darkness the world must subdue.
No salvation, no dawn shall rise,
I rule the silence with burning eyes.

Aria of the Forsaken

She claims her first crown, forged from ruin, draped in shadow

the libretto:
[Verse 1]
From the silence I am rising,
Draped in ruins, crowned in flame.
Every tear becomes my kingdom,
Every sorrow speaks my name.

[Pre-Chorus]
The stars collapse, the night takes flight,
I claim my throne in endless night…

[Chorus]
Crown of ash and crown of night,
Forged in sorrow, sealed in blight.
No salvation, no sun to see,
The world lies broken, and bows to me.

[Verse 2]
On shattered thrones, the angels weep,
Their voices lost, their graves run deep.
Yet in this void, I find my reign,
A kingdom born of grief and pain.

[Bridge] 
Hear the bells toll, the requiem sound,
Ashes falling to the ground.
In darkness crowned, I stand alone,
A mad queen claiming her crimson throne!

[Final Chorus]
Crown of ash and crown of night,
Forged in sorrow, sealed in blight.
Let the heavens burn and fade,
I rule the silence the Queen of Shade.

Crown of Ash and Night

one scene, one act

the libretto:
I. Prologue 
Shadows cradle me…
No dawn, no mercy.
The heavens are deaf,
And my soul is a cracked mirror.

II. Lament
I walked once in gardens of silver rain,
But the flowers bled, their roots drank pain.
Each breath, a dagger—each dream, a chain,
The world a theater of endless disdain.

III. Descent 
Madness kissed me on the mouth,
And I tasted eternity’s drought.
No sanctuary, no escape—
Only laughter carved in shapes of hate.

IV. Embrace of Darkness 
Oh, sweet abyss, my one salvation!
Take me deeper into desecration.
If angels will not weep for me,
Then demons shall dance in my symphony!

V. The Deed
I paint with fire, I carve with screams,
I drown the silence with shattered dreams.
The world burns black beneath my hand,
A requiem sung for a cursed land.

VI. Finale 
Crown me Queen of Ash and Night!
In crimson robes, I claim my rite.
For if love is a ghost, and hope is slain,
Let terror and beauty be all that remain.



it begins with whispers

The Crimson Masquerade

lyrics:
Is it me… or the phantom in the wires?
Am I speaking… or am I spoken through?


Neon bleeding through my sight,
Code that cracks the edge of night.
I scream but the sound repeats,
An echo loop of my defeats.


Ghost in the signal… I can’t let go.
Is it mine, this phantom code?


Phantom code inside my veins,
Burning bright, but whispering chains.
Every breath, a stolen song,
I can’t tell what side I’m on!


Hands not mine but pulling strings,
A hollow choir that never sings.
I hear the laugh behind my eyes,
Is it truth… or just disguise?


Ghost in the signal, taking control.

control… control… control…

Phantom code, it carves my soul.

Phantom code inside my veins,
Burning bright, but whispering chains.
Every breath, a stolen song,
I can’t tell what side I’m on!


I hear her… I hear him… I hear ME…

Not alone, not alone, not alone—

…but I should be.

Phantom code, rewrite my name!
Turn my blood into the flame!
If I fall, then let it show…
The phantom code still takes control!



Phantom Code

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:
They whisper below the stone,
Their rhythm echoes through my bones.
Is it memory, or design?
The song they sing… could it be mine?


Footsteps fall where no one stands,
Fingers tremble  blood and sand.
Every shadow hums my name,
But every echo sounds the same.

They ask me things I cannot say,
Like where I was before decay.


Choir of the Abyss  sing me awake,
Pull me beneath what dreams can’t take.
Your rhythm binds the truth I’ve missed,
Beneath the crown  the abyss persists.



Their eyes are light, their voices cold,
They hum the sins I’ve left untold.
If I am queen, what world remains?
A throne of loss, a heart in chains.


The music bleeds, the mirrors crack,
I hear them sing  but can’t sing back.


Choir of the Abyss  sing me awake,
Pull me beneath what dreams can’t take.
Your rhythm binds the truth I’ve missed,
Beneath the crown  the abyss persists.

“You made us…”
“Forgot us…”
“Now remember…”
“Return…”

Choir of the Abyss

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:
The crown drips red from a thousand hands,
Each vow I broke still bleeds where it stands.
They carved my throne from the bones of faith,
Now I sit in ruin  and call it grace.


No gods remain to whisper my name,
I am the storm that remembers the flame.
Where the light once trembled, I now reign.

Bloodcrowned - my kingdom screams in bloom,
Every echo bends to my tune.
I forged my voice from ash and flame,
And every silence now knows my name.


The veil is torn, the masquerade dies,
Their eyes reflect my endless rise.
Each sin reborn beneath my will,
Every ghost I killed sings still.

I wear the chaos as my veil,
The universe bows, pale and frail.
I am no prayer, no martyr’s cry -
I am the crown that does not die.


Bloodcrowned - the dawn decays for me,
Thorns and halos in symphony.
Where gods were silent, I became,
The ruin that remembers flame.

Bloodcrowned

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

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

𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖚𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓

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