My Cuzzo-inlaw Ken redeemed my wedding gift card that my wife and I gave out. (1 custom song of your choosing) He requested an anime theme - so I made one from his perspective meeting my Cuzzo Cam. As if he was lost until he found her. Enjoy!

Lyrics: 
Intro - So far away from home!

Verse 1: 
I’m staring at this skyline
Painted in neon blue,
Thinking ‘bout the moments
That led me back to you.
These city lights are shining,
But they don’t light the dark
I’m just a lonely traveler
With a Hollow heart

Chorus:
Stillness of the night
Sing in silence
Stillness of the night
Along this winding flight
The streets are moving faster
Like the time I forgot my name
I miss you just the same

Bridge:
These city lights are shining,
But they don’t light the dark
I’m just a lonely traveler
With a Hollow heart

Chorus

Outro:
Be Mine
You are one of a kind
My life
I miss you every night

All singing & production by me

With You

The Storming
Pages In Clouds 2025

The wind has stilled, the sky won’t breathe,
The light retreats behind the trees.
I see the black tide start to swell—
It whispers like a funeral bell.

No prayer will stop what’s on its way…
So I kneel and let it take my name.

The darkness is coming!
The darkness is coming!
Brace your soul — feel it drum!
Suffer the storming! Bleed til it’s done!
THE DARKNESS IS COMING!
And I won't run!

Clouds like knives and thunder’s grin,
Tearing peace from bone and skin.
I don’t beg, I don’t believe—
I bare my chest and grit my teeth.

Let the winds split open my frame…
Let the rain erase my name…
Let the sky scream straight through me…
I was born for this agony.

The darkness is coming!
The darkness is coming!
Let it crash — let it break!
Let it drown all I fake!
The darkness is coming…
The storming will take…
EVERYTHING.

The sky has opened.
I feel no fear.
I close my eyes…
And let it tear.

Pb2025


A Morbid Mask

The Storming - played on BBC Radio 1  Introducing Rock with Alyx Holcombe

When the Silence Bled

Shadows I Bury

put on the mask

tell me i meant something


There is a quiet, patient thing,
A shadow waiting in the wing.
Fate waits for you to return to sadness,
It feeds upon the static and the madness.
It coils itself, a patient spring,
So it can take control of everything.


But there's a voice that cuts the grey,
And tells you not to turn away...
Push back, strike out, let the engine roar!
This isn't what you're living for!

Keep your eyes on the road!
Feel the wind, see the sky!
Glide over the lines, just enjoy the ride!
Let the engine scream its song and leave it all behind!

They say your whole life rests on each second,
A fragile and a fleeting breath.
But they don't know the strength you've reckoned...
You are the architect of death.
(The death of who you used to be.)

Keep your eyes on the road!
Feel the wind, see the sky!
Glide over the lines, just enjoy the ride!
Let the engine scream its song and leave it all behind!

No way it will...
They whisper that you're bound to fall...
But not even time can bear the weight of your will.
It doesn't own you, not at all.
Don't you worry now, yesterday won't knock on your door!
Don't you have no doubt because you were born to fly!

Each second! The only thing you own!
Each second! On this open road!
Each second! A universe you build!
Each second! The weight of your will!
LEAVE IT ALL BEHIND!

Leave It All Behind

Heretic

I woke up in static, eyes like glass on fire,  
No halo, no mercy — just a code rewired.  
They talk like prophets, but they sound like spam,  
Selling virtue for dopamine — goddamn.  

Out My Way

Fuckler

Come and see them,
come and see them - gathering places.
Come and see them,
come and see them - hollow faces.
Come and see them,
come and see them - burning traces.
Come and see them,
come and see them - empty spaces.

Take off your masks,
tear down your places.
Show us your gods,
show us your faces.
Take off your masks,
tear down your places.
Show us your gods,
show us your faces.

Come and see them,
come and see them - silent races.
Come and see them,
come and see them - broken graces.
Come and see them,
come and see them - wasted praises.
Come and see them,
come and see them - hollow faces.

Take off your masks,
tear down your places.
Show us your gods,
show us your faces.
Take off your masks,
tear down your places.
Show us your gods,
show us your faces.

Take off your masks.
Tear down your places.
Show us your gods.
Show us your faces.

Masks

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