:The Endless Edge:

I walk the road of shadows long,
Chasing whispers, right and wrong.
A restless heart, a burning flame,
Searching for a face, without a name.

Every mirror hides the truth,
Every step, the fading youth.
A thousand answers, none feel real,
What’s the wound that time won’t heal?

On the endless edge, I’m falling free,
Where the wind and silence meet the sea.
Is the hollow worth the find?
Or just a ghost I left behind?

The tide keeps turning, sands slip slow,
Grasping stars that never glow.
Each fleeting touch, a fragile thread,
Holds a dream already dead.

The tighter I hold, the more it breaks,
This fragile world, the shape it takes.
Through cracks, I glimpse the light inside,
But is it truth, or just the tide?

On the endless edge, I’m falling free,
Where the wind and silence meet the sea.
Is the hollow worth the find?
Or just a ghost I left behind?

The weight I carry turns to air,
The faces fade, but I don’t care.
A voice is calling, soft and low,
“Let it slip, and you will know.”

So I fall into the deep,
No more walls, no more need.
If the edge was all there’d be,
Then maybe that’s what sets us free.

On the endless edge, I’m falling free,
Where the wind and silence meet the sea.
The hollow whispers through my mind,
The ghost is gone, it’s me I find.

The Endless Edge

🎧:Obedient Ghosts:

In the shadowfields where the cold suns burn,
They march like echoes, never to return.
Veins made of wire, eyes full of smoke,
Hands that tremble while they tighten the yoke.

And they whisper, “It’s not me, it’s the chain.”
But the chain’s just fingers in a different name.

Oh, obedient ghosts in blood-stained light,
Feeding the fire ‘cause someone said “fight”.
Brothers are bleeding by brothers’ hands,
Buried in silence, swallowed by sand.

Flags fall like guillotines dressed in pride,
Mothers scream as orders collide.
A kingdom of cowards in uniforms sewn,
With needles of fear and hearts overthrown.

Oh, obedient ghosts in blood-stained light,
Feeding the fire ‘cause someone said “fight”.
Brothers are bleeding by brothers’ hands,
Buried in silence, swallowed by sand.

What does it take to unlearn the blade?
To silence the master your mind obeyed?
Is mercy a weakness, or is hate the disease?
Is the soul still alive when it kneels with such ease?

Obedient ghosts, now dance in the ash,
Craving a reason, craving a clash.
But under the armor, they cry like the rest—
Children of war, lost in the quest.

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...forgive the little errors...but I love the song !

Obedient Ghosts :v1:

so-far-from-here-[remake-

https://suno.com/song/0af8ddbe-a371-466a-b1cc-f4bcdb2dfcb2

:†0₥₩ØⱤ↳₩1↳Ð://Obedient Ghosts :v2:

https://suno.com/playlist/8377f5b6-56ff-41bd-b7da-b50b34db7693


Across the shorelines of a broken past  
We found the strength to rise at last  
Every tide is pulling us beyond  
To a place where all the pain is gone  

(waves of tomorrow)  
(carry us away)  
(endless horizon)  

Waves of tomorrow, rising through the night  
Pulling us forward, into endless light  
Every heartbeat echoes like the sea  
Falling, returning, setting us free  

Through the silence of a restless tide  
We are sailing with the stars as guide  
Every dream becomes a shining flame  
Every moment calls us by our name  

(we are the ocean)  
(we are the fire)  
(we are forever)  

Waves of tomorrow, rising through the night  
Pulling us forward, into endless light  
Every heartbeat echoes like the sea  
Falling, returning, setting us free

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Hey, thanks for taking a look and listening ...

...this is all created by AI, touched and guided by a human touch 🤘

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when music becomes more than generating.
A real band. A collaboration.
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The Endless Edge

Tom W0rldW1ld