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“Echoes of Myself” is the sound of identity fracturing in digital twilight. A ghost trapped in its own reflection — poetic, brutal, and beautifully lost. Between distortion and silence, the echo still breathes.

[Intro]
I used to know who I was inside...
Now I’m just an echo.

[Verse 1]
Wake me up — I’m out of line,
Another lie, another sign.
Static burns inside my chest,
No more truth, no fucking rest.

[Pre-Chorus]
Can you feel it?
The voice that fades inside?

[Chorus]
Echoes of myself, I’m falling,
Can’t escape the sound, it’s calling.
Lost inside my mind — can’t tell,
Am I real, or just my shell?

[Verse 2]
Every face looks the same,
No one left to take the blame.
Bleeding code, electric skin,
The noise is loud — it crawls within.

[Bridge]
I AM VOID — I AM FIRE!
EVERY SIN — TAKES ME HIGHER!
“Anima fracta, vox mortalis…”
The echo breathes — inside the silence.

[Chorus]
Echoes of myself, I’m falling,
Can’t escape the sound, it’s calling.
Lost inside my mind — can’t tell,
Am I real, or just my shell?

[Outro]
If I fade away tonight...
Will my echoes stay alive?

Echoes of Myself

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"Самое горькое из всех страданий — недовольство самим собой."
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