all of this a waste 
a distant taste of cherry 
here i flow daring, afraid im forsaken 
declaring so is not but shaping 
(written, recorded, mixed, mastered, and cover art by Cam Lava) 
PRODUCER CREDITS: 
waste (prod. rubbish) 
akinesia (prod. DANE 2000) 
noose (prod. DANE 2000) 
exceptance (prod. Amele) 
soul selling (prod. DANE 2000) 
hibernate (prod. rubbish + 1point4) 
speciation (prod. NOKIEF) 
it's just a question (prod. rubbish) 
save yourself (prod. rubbish + 1point4) 
noose2 (prod. DANE 2000) 
pretty ugly (prod. DANE 2000) 
waste away (prod. rubbish + 1point4) 
Shoutout to these beautiful human beings. I do not own the rights to these beats and make no profits from my work. I don't plan to, so feel free to purchase these beats from their respective owners. (I do own the rights to my poetry (lyrics) and cover arts.)

noose

speciation

it's just a question

akinesia

pretty ugly

save yourself

waste away

noose2

Forged in metal. Melted by lava. Burned into your soul.

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(Verse 1)
In a hall of silver, they gleamed with pride
A hundred strong, side by side
Polished dreams and metal bones
Each with a story, each with a home

(Chorus)
But the fire came down from the mountain high
River of heat ‘neath a velvet sky
And the chairs all danced as their legs gave way
Melted dreams in the light of day

(Verse 2)
Smoke and embers, memories fade
Shadows flicker where the seats were made
Curves once gentle now twisted and torn
Echoes of laughter, silent and worn

(Chorus)
Oh, the fire came down from the mountain high
River of heat ‘neath a velvet sky
And the chairs all danced as their legs gave way
Melted dreams in the light of day

(Bridge)
But every story has a spark
In the ash, a beating heart
From molten ruin, shapes will rise
Hope reflected in metal eyes

(Chorus)
Yes, the fire came down from the mountain high
River of heat ‘neath a velvet sky
And the chairs all danced as their legs gave way
Melted dreams in the light of day

(Outro)
Now the room is empty, the night is still
But the song of the chairs echoes on the hill
Where silver rivers once ran so bright
Chairs of fire in the fading light

Chairs of Fire

Vaaneyhey dhunieygaa - Midhath (cover) by Didi

In a hall of silver, a hundred metal chairs gleamed with pride. But the fire came down from the mountain—rivers of heat, molten lava carving through dreams. Each chair, sculpted for eternity, met its end in the blaze. From destruction, new creation. From chaos, music. Now, their song echoes in every riff: Chairs of Fire.

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