Lyrics:

You built your ruins with tender hands
Crowned yourself on top, unseen
Turned into stone for your own sorrow
Waiting for someone to call it art

But no one will come
to read your cracks
No one seeks mirrors
made of ash and glass
You spoke so loud
you forgot to hear
(You spoke so loud
you forgot to hear)

Your tears are ornaments
on the facade of fragile pride
Each silence you throw
a hollow hymn dressed in spite

But no one will come
to read your cracks
No one seeks mirrors
made of ash and glass
You spoke so loud
you forgot to hear
(You spoke so loud
you forgot to hear)

You believed you were one of a kind
in a world that never looked
Now you blame the wind
for skipping your shrine

But no one will come
to read your cracks
No one seeks mirrors
made of ash and glass
(You spoke so loud
you forgot to hear)

You enchanted yourself
and killed the spell
You’re the statue
in your own farewell

(You spoke so loud
you forgot to hear)

No one will come - TheAbiffSolaris

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In case you're wondering: I composed all the music myself. The melody came from my own voice, and I guided the AI to arrange instruments based on it. My goal is collaboration — to inspire real singers and composers to take it further. That’s what creation is truly about. I  see AI as a tool — not a replacement, but an extension of human creativity.

The message matters, the medium too. Truth, regardless of how it's expressed, always finds its way. So instead of complaining, evolve. Adapt. The future doesn’t wait.