Spit your staged grief
Twist it for your chosen audience
False scars flaunted
Begging for a witness to your storm
Crafted fragile cries
Claiming torment built from hollow gestures
Still you circle hoping someone trembles
For you

As if I should kneel
Now
Now
As if I should kneel
Now
Now

Wearing martyr masks for praise
Wearing martyr masks for praise

Bent pose shown
Meant to frame your self-made agony
Cheap rites staged
Built to drag the room into your script
Tales you whisper loud
Urging shadows close to hide your fractures
Still you circle hoping someone trembles
For you

As though I pull loose lies
Down
Down
As though I pull loose lies
Down
Down
As though I pull loose lies
Pulled down
Pulled down
Pulled down
As though I pull loose lies
Pulled down
Down

Wearing martyr masks for praise
Wearing martyr masks for praise

Show your pose
Angle every break for sympathy
Scripted grief spread
Built to make your downfall feel prophetic
Would you tear yourself apart to look holy
Rather than stand plain without an audience
I won’t carry weight you forged from theater

Wearing martyr masks for praise

“Resonance” is a rock album about what stays after the impact – the echoes, the waves, the quiet changes you only notice when everything goes silent. Guitars, melodies and lyrics move between shadow and light, carrying the tension between what hurts and what heals.

Instead of easy answers, the songs leave space: for memory, for faith, for broken patterns that refuse to repeat, for love that insists on remaining. It’s an album to be heard with intention – on a night drive, in headphones, or in that moment when the day finally slows down.

Press play and see what “Resonance” awakens in you.

Token Eastern Song (Demo)

Nirvana