Bite Down

The Hollow-Not Really Living

Josh A - Revival

Reality Went Digital V2 (Remastered)

[Merged Track: Edge: The Reapers Toll + Abyssal Void]

[Intro – Whispered Atmosphere]
Slip from my grasp, I feel the end near,
Shadows crawl where souls disappear.
A void that echoes the coldest nights,
The Abyss awakens, swallowing light.

[Verse 1 – Raw Descent]
You tossed away all I held dear,
Facts betrayed, trust turned to fear.
Darkness decays, escapes unwind,
A martyr’s call carves into time.

Every soul torches the light’s wreath,
Fleeting memories that break beneath.
Hatred rose where care once lay,
Blood was spilled to clear the way.

[Guitar Solo 1 – Crying Bends + Abyssal Effect]

[Pre-Chorus – Dark Risings]
The weight we bear, it carves our name,
In death’s cold hands, we’re all the same.
The Reaper walks with shadowed breath,
In his path, there’s only death.

Under the darkness, a clean slate burns,
The essence of rebirth forever churns.
An endless shadow crawls and screams,
This hymn of fate tears at the seams.

[Chorus – Haunting & Heavy]
No one will hear, no one will cry,
All of them fallen, none left to try.
Beckon the darkness, try if you dare,
The Abyssal Reaper is waiting there.

Glitching void breaks the matrix whole,
The Abyss tears deep into your soul.
Running from death, we end the same,
Consumed by the void, erased by flame.

[Verse 2 – World Collapse]
Six feet under, barely alive,
Watching others fail to survive.
Tried to lift their heavy load,
But pain consumed, it overflowed.

Your fate has already been decided,
A chant for your fall is recited.
Escaping reality, a fleeting thought,
Your soul is bound, forever caught.

[Guitar Solo 2 – Mythical Dissonance]

[Pre-Chorus – Unbroken Shadows]
The weight we bear, it carves our name,
In death’s cold hands, we’re all the same.
The Reaper walks with shadowed breath,
In his path, there’s only death.

The dark price paid has meaning clear,
It feeds the void, it thrives on fear.
It tears apart with endless hymns,
The Reaper calls where light grows dim.

[Chorus – Intensified]
No one will hear, no one will cry,
All of them fallen, none left to try.
Beckon the darkness, try if you can,
The Abyssal Reaper devours man.

It will call out, hotter each breath,
Dragging you closer to certain death.
A fleeting hole is born in the flame,
Running from death but ending the same.

[Bridge – Drum Breakdown + Whispered Vocals]
At the cliff, I froze with dread,
Behind me, all my friends were dead.
The Reaper’s stare burned through my soul,
The Abyss arrived to take control.

[Verse 3 – Collapse Into Fear]
I couldn’t choose, yet still I leapt,
No tears to cry, no secrets kept.
Down I fell through pain and screams,
Wishing death would end these dreams.

The void unravels bit by bit,
No roles are left for you in it.
Always remember this, my friend,
The Abyssal Reaper waits at the end.

[Synth + Guitar Solo 3 – Emotional Climax]

[Final Chorus – Crushing End]
No one will hear, no one will cry,
All of them fallen, none left to try.
The Reaper’s hymn, the void’s refrain,
You run from death but end the same.

Beckon the darkness, fates collide,
The Abyss will swallow what’s inside.
Consumed, erased, nothing remains,
The Abyssal Reaper seals your name.

[Outro – Ambient Guitar Layers + Whispered Fade]
(Whispers echo: “The Abyss… the Reaper… I passed on…”)

[End – Fade-Out]


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This one’s about the weight that builds when you bite your tongue too long.
About silence that feels safer than honesty.
About trying to hold it together when your head’s already gone quiet.

It’s not about wanting to die — it’s about wanting something to feel real again.
The words choke before they ever leave your throat,
and all that’s left is a bottle full of everything you never said.

🎧 Choking on the words I can’t say.

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Luck

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