The Sacrificial Pawn is a soul-piercing concept playlist that explores the agony of spiritual burden, emotional martyrdom, and the quiet heroism of internal suffering. Each track unravels the psyche of a character who bleeds so others don’t have to—trapped in chains of guilt, pain, and broken promises.

From the visceral confession of “Penance” to the desperate emptiness of “I Have Nothing Left,” the playlist crescendos into the apocalyptic grief of “Epilogue After the Great Collapse” and ends on the fragile hope of “Promise.”

This collection is for those drawn to poetic lyricism, psychological depth, and cinematic emotional arcs. Fans of concept albums that blend theology, trauma, and sacrifice will find a kindred spirit in The Sacrificial Pawn.

The Sacrificial Pawn – A Haunting Journey Through Martyrdom and Inner Turmoil

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"Cycles" is a confession of despair — a bleak meditation on trauma, repetition, and emotional paralysis. From the opening line “My entire existence is a slave,” this track captures the suffocating nature of rumination, broken relationships, and self-destruction.

With lines like “addicted to sadness, my body withdrawals when there isn’t any madness”, it becomes clear that this piece is a window into a soul stuck on repeat — aware of the loop, but unable to break it.

This is not for the faint of heart. It’s for those who’ve seen rock bottom, stared at it, and still kept writing.

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My entire existence
is a slave
chained to the past
with chackles of pain.

rumination begets rumination.

thoughts crumble
and destinegrate into particles.

panic weaves itself
into the fabric of my being
causing isolation.

frozen heart,
broken soul
tattered surrender flag
bruises, and burns
abuse, mistreatment
cycles. repeated.

memories are poisonous,
addicted to sadness
my body withdrawals
when there isn't any madness.
abuse, mistreatment
cycles. repeated.

suicidal man
desperate for something
can't find what he's looking for
poverty at his core
destined for nothing
friendships are rusting.
abuse, mistreatment
cycles. repeated.

suicidal man
desperate for something
can't find what he's looking for
poverty at his core
destined for nothing
friendships are rusting.
abuse, mistreatment
cycles. repeated.

Cycles

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"I Hate My Own Company" is a raw, unfiltered confession from the depths of emotional despondency. Delivered like a haunted monologue, this track explores themes of dissociation, trauma, mental illness, and the unbearable silence of solitude.

Lines like “my avatar in this game of life is glitched” and “I’m reaching for a rope of light” express the inner decay of a soul trapped inside a malfunctioning system — where even basic human function feels like corrupted code.

This is more than a song. It’s an elegy for the self, spoken through tears that never fall.

If you’ve ever felt like your existence was malfunctioning — you’re not alone. This piece is yours.

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the oscillation of my mood
the constant gnawing
these intangible weights that bind to my ankles
this abhorrent nature
I want it all to stop.

it's as if I exist in perpetuity,
and for all of eternity
I will be this amalgamation of trauma and grief.

these festering wounds
they're infected with hatred
and the more I try to cover them up with words and lies
the stronger the infection becomes.

I'm reaching for a rope of light
knowing that when I grab it
it will slip through my fingertips
and the evanescence of its shine
will remind me that time is fleeting.

this pain has roots as deep as fungi,
keeping me bound
and every step I take,
the gravity of its pull prevents me from running.

My avatar in this game of life is glitched.
the coding, inoperable.
basic functions like bathing, hygiene,
does choices are wiped from my processes.

I wish my level of normal
was greater than my level of strange.

strands of what I used to be
scattered remnants of what once was
intertwine with the fragments of what I am
creating this weaving fabric of dissonance
where parts of me want one thing
and other parts of me want something else.

I don't want to stain your soul
with my disappearance
but I know that if I did leave permanently
and never returned
the pain that I feel, the perpetual blue...
it would swim through your veins
and that constant itch,
you would be responsible for it.

That responsibility is mine to bare. Not yours.

with that being said,
I wish I didn't feel this duty to conserve others from pain.
I wish I was cruel enough to do the unthinkable
I wish I could. I just can't.

so I'm stuck. stuck with this feeling of despondence.
stuck with this emotional turmoil.
stuck with myself.
I hate my own company.

I Hate My Own Company

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"Demise" is the sound of spiritual erosion — a confessional spiral drenched in rage, lust, and faith slipping through bloody fingers. This track captures the chaos of addiction, guilt, and divine silence in a brutally poetic breakdown.

Lines like “confessions from the ravenous grin” and “God damn it, I am at it again” showcase the vicious loop of repentance and relapse. It's a soul screaming into the void, knowing full well the cost of sin — and diving in anyway.

If you’ve ever begged for healing while bleeding by your own hand… this is your mirror.

Let me know which line hit you hardest. This one’s therapy.

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There was a time
Where my body was feeling fine
Despite
The many pulls
To lust

And through out all my time
I've spent designing my
Own demise 
At least I tried
To trust 

At least I tried!!!
At least I tried!!!

disaster, where I'm so deep
In my anger, and I won't sleep
cause I'm after, what I don't need
and the pastor, what he told me
is miasma is a slow bleed
and it captures at a slow speed
and I will bleed, but I won't beg
cause I've seen enough, got a rough head
in the river styx, with enough dead
I can see my friends in the blood shed
everywhere I go, I can see the spirits
and they keep repeating as a deep appearance
and I need the clearance to continue the path
God knows that I've been through the bed
confessions from an addict again
confessions from the ravenous grin
break down til I'm stabbing my skin
God damn it, I am at it again


There was a time
Where my body was feeling fine
Despite
The many pulls
To lust

And through out all my time
I've spent designing my
Own demise 
At least I tried
To trust 

At least I tried!!!
At least I tried!!!



Demise

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"Penance" is a cry from the cross of self-inflicted guilt — where the wounds are spiritual, but the bleeding is real. Haunted by past sins and spiritual torment, this track channels raw vulnerability into sacred confession.

Lines like “nails through my shoulders, nails through my feet” and “I'm abuser incarnate” frame a soul in crucifixion, caught between repentance and damnation. It's not just pain — it’s punishment. A desperate attempt to earn forgiveness through suffering.

This is for anyone who’s ever begged for mercy they felt they didn’t deserve.

If this one speaks to your soul — I want to hear what you felt.

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sing a poisoned soliloquy
instilled in villainy
my heart bleeds
i can't sleep
I haven't dreamed
you be're haunting me when I do
when I sleep 
I always have to find you
I'm afraid
I can't turn it off,
I'm pollution, 
smoke from a car exhaust
heavy hands
too heavy to carry you
but these same hands 
we're enough to bury you

I've been away
awake on repeat
nails through my shoulders
nails through my feet
feel the self penance
the pain is incomplete
I need to suffer more
so I may regain my seat

The masquerade
of a man
and a demon caged
spirit bound
to the wraiths
and their burning rage
you made a deal
with the devil
and you signed the page
now you'll die 
and nobody
will know your name

I've been away
awake on repeat
nails through my shoulders
nails through my feet
feel the self penance
the pain is incomplete
I need to suffer more
so I may regain my seat

I'm sorry, forgive me
my sins are transparent
I'm abuser incarnate
I made that apparent
please!
forgive me!

I've been away
awake on repeat
nails through my shoulders
nails through my feet
feel the self penance
the pain is incomplete
I need to suffer more
so I may regain my seat


Penance

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"Stay That Way" is a poetic descent into shame, sadness, and shadow-self. Carved from confessions and mythic metaphors, this track is a lament from a soul caught between emotional repression and raw vulnerability.

Lines like “a sadness robe made of tainted silk” and “it’s not really shade, but a shadow that I create” hit like gothic scripture — meditating on guilt, regret, and the fear that some scars never heal.

This is for anyone who’s been told to “stay strong” when they’re already breaking.

If you’ve ever wept in silence and wore your shame like armor, this song is for you.

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with the roar of a manticore
I descend from my throne with my hands of war
heart has a blackened core
it's as if I can't control myself anymore

And these blood drops paint the quilt
a sadness robe made of tainted silk
confessing is painful still
but I need to in order for me to regain my will

I'm afraid...
the moment you realize it's not really shade
but a shadow that I create
it's obvious
if I'm around
you will seal your fate.
I'm afraid!
I'm supposed to be stoic with a brooding face
but I'm left in this foolish state
filled with shame
and I'm sure that I'll stay that way 

And these blood drops paint the quilt
a sadness robe made of tainted silk
confessing is painful still
but I need to in order for me to regain my will

I'm afraid...
the moment you realize it's not really shade
but a shadow that I create
it's obvious
if I'm around
you will seal your fate.
I'm afraid!
I'm supposed to be stoic with a brooding face
but I'm left in this foolish state
filled with shame
and I'm sure that I'll stay that way 

And these blood drops paint the quilt
a sadness robe made of tainted silk
confessing is painful still
but I need to in order for me to regain my will



Stay That Way

"Sacrificial Pawn" by Vaelrix is a hauntingly raw exploration of male vulnerability, trauma, and the psychological aftermath of abuse. With poetic lyricism and soul-piercing emotion, this song confronts addiction, disassociation, and the silence surrounding male sexual assault. Blending dark ambient textures and introspective vocals, Vaelrix delivers a powerful confession wrapped in pain, numbness, and emotional honesty. If you're searching for deeply personal music about trauma, recovery, and inner turmoil, 'Sacrificial Pawn' resonates on a level few songs dare to reach.

Lyrics:

[Intro]

[verse 1]
Cold stare on my flesh
Strip me naked with your eyes
He took away my innocence
I'll never be alright
Heroin a pendulum 
It sways within my mind
I'm numb, the way you touch me
it's as if you're blind
Tell me how to stay calm
my mental state declines
I can't even climax
without the thought of getting high

[chorus]
Where do I go from here?
my life is gone
Confess til my soul is clear
I'm just a pawn
what I'm left with is pathetic
empathetic but withdrawn 
I lost who I was. 
I'm just a sacrificial pawn 

[Verse 2]
Socially awkward
I can't embrace with love
it's as if I'm paralyzed
when trapped within his glove
These women don't get me
they think I'm self absorbed
I can't resist my suffering 
when it's banging on my door
I smile like a liar
while my silence starts a war
I want to just retreat
to the way I was before

[chorus]
Where do I go from here?
my life is gone
Confess til my soul is clear
I'm just a pawn
what I'm left with is pathetic
empathetic but withdrawn 
I lost who I was. 
I'm just a sacrificial pawn 

[Bridge]
A flesh light
Blood stains on the bed
Body raped
under a black light
That's fine. 
that's fine. 
I have no choice. 
but that's fine.

[chorus, instrumental swells]
Where do I go from here?
my life is gone
Confess til my soul is clear
I'm just a pawn
what I'm left with is pathetic
empathetic but withdrawn 
I lost who I was. 
I'm just a sacrificial pawn


Sacrificial Pawn

"I Have Nothing Left" by Vaelrix is a dark, emotional journey through despair, addiction, and spiritual fatigue. Featuring haunting melodies and raw, poetic lyrics, this track captures the numbness of losing purpose and the weight of carrying pain alone. Perfect for fans of introspective dark pop, soul-baring confessions, and cinematic soundscapes.

Lyrics:

maybe if I died and gave myself to suicide
the voices telling me to die
they'll disappear

twisted moral compass invited cruel injustice
my primitive impulses
and fear

leaves me in this state
of perpetual decay
The agony of spectating death

They sanctify my ennui
yet desecrate my body
what purpose, if any, is left? 

[chorus]
I'm not perfect
I never said I was
the moral high ground
I've never been above
It's everlasting
Sin stains the flesh
I think I'm giving up
I have nothing left
I have nothing left
I have nothing left.

[Verse 2]
I've thought about the drugs, it's alluring with its tug
when I was young and my very dumb
an alcoholic

Addiction in my blood, and I know it's not enough
I'm a danger to myself
so catastrophic

I'm afraid of what I'll do
if I find myself with brew
I don't want that trail of destruction

But my body's so fatigued
from the sorrow and the grief
I feel like I need it to function

[Bridge]
There was a time
Before the screens
when love meant more to me
than dopamine
I am a mind
Devoid of dreams
I'm empty..
an evaporated stream

[chorus]
I'm not perfect
I never said I was
the moral high ground
I've never been above
It's everlasting
Sin stains the flesh
I think I'm giving up
I have nothing left
I have nothing left
I have nothing left.


I Have Nothing Left

“Promise” is a cinematic dark ballad blending haunting orchestral and blues textures with fragile male vocals. Mournful piano, swelling strings, ghostly electric guitar, and subtle percussion carry confessional lyrics about addiction, obsession, and broken promises. This song feels like a funeral lament, capturing the tragedy of making a promise you cannot keep. For listeners drawn to deeply emotional, gothic, and brutally honest music. Let “Promise” pull you into its sorrow. Listen, share, and feel every word.

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
This head of cancer
Infecting what I write
a necromancer 
my words are parasites
it's so revolting
I'm going through withdrawal
listen to scolding
it raised my cortisol 

these words obnoxious
but numb like lidocaine 
wicked subconscious 
submerged in Sonic rain
I am the toxins
that lives in Tylenol
this pscilocybin 
I had to write it all...

[prechorus]
it's the tragedy of an apathy, and a mind that wanders lost..
you echo inside, a jeckle and hyde, how much did the hollow cost?
evaporated hatred, when I realized I was all alone
the roads to your heart were broken apart then replaced by cobblestone...

[Chorus]
whether or not, I stop
I'm seeing beyond this
I tell you, I promise
the dopamine rush
it opens me up
I'm not likely to stop this
not likely to stop this
I shouldn't have made that promise.

[postchorus]
I just didn't think,
I would be so attracted to this
and I didn't know
it would become my reason to live 

[Verse 2]
I can't abandon,
the people I chose to keep
they're my companions
been around like a rotary
I don't remember
what it's like to not obsess
all I have are letters
and a pressure that's in my chest.

if I don't release it?
Then I flood from the inside out
there's so many voices
I need to speak them before they sprout
an invasive species
that will spread these corrupted weeds
this poison Ivy
disseminates through the speech as seeds

[bridge]
my promise, I can't keep it 
like a secret of suicide 
get blue when I recycle
refuse to reuse like the bin is dry 
unstable prophet
a meme coin with a high esteem
I have to rocket
if i didn't I wouldn't write a scheme

prechorus]
it's the tragedy of an apathy, and a mind that wanders lost..
you echo inside, a jeckle and hyde, how much did the hollow cost?
evaporated hatred, when I realized I was all alone
the roads to your heart were broken apart then replaced by cobblestone...

[Chorus]
whether or not, I stop
I'm seeing beyond this
I tell you, I promise
the dopamine rush
it opens me up
I'm not likely to stop this
not likely to stop this
I shouldn't have made that promise.

[postchorus]
I just didn't think,
I would be so attracted to this
and I didn't know
it would become my reason to live 

[Outro]
I love you 
I couldn't do it.
I tried. 
I'm sorry.


Promise

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Vaelrix is a genre-bending lyricist whose work blurs the line between rap, poetry, and cinematic storytelling. With thousands of songs written and a catalog shaped by trauma, transformation, and spiritual unrest, every track is a raw confession wrapped in layered metaphors. Drawing influence from anime, philosophy, theology, and the darkest corners of the mind, Vaelrix delivers complex rhyme schemes and emotionally charged narratives that cut deep and linger. This isn't just music—it's survival through sound. Welcome to the archive of a soul set on fire.
