Inspiration: Being given a chance to fix things, but you missed all the signs
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You were a warning I begged to forget
Now you're a ghost I scream to protect
The scars I stitched keep splitting wide
There’s nowhere left where I can hide

You waited in the wreckage I left behind
Held the light while I stayed blind
You gave me the map, I tore it apart
Called your compass a lie from the start
I mistook your mercy for another fight
And blinked right past the open door that night

You reached for me with bloodstained hands
But I was staring at my own reflection
And now your silence screams so loud
It drowns out my redemption

It’s too late to bleed
The cut’s already closed
Too numb to see
What you needed the most
You gave me a moment
I buried it deep
And now you’re gone
With the heart I just can't keep
(the heart I just can't keep)

You’re smiling now in someone else’s arms
And I still wear your name like a scar
You were holding hope like a match in the dark
But I was too soaked in guilt to spark
I didn’t say “stay”
Till you had already left
Now I scream it
Through every breath

You left me signs I chose to ignore
Mistook your pain for patience
Now I trace them in reverse
Like a prayer with no salvation

It’s too late to bleed
The wound’s just a mark
I slept through the ending
You lit in the dark
You gave me a window
I closed it in fear
And now your voice
Is all I still hear
(It's all I still hear)

You asked me once
“Will you fight for me?”
I laughed it off
Now it’s killing me
I played numb
And you played real
I lost the one
Who dared to feel

It’s too late to bleed
The damage is done
Too slow to move
You had already run
You offered a lifeline
I let it decay
Now I drink to forget
But your ghost never fades

Act of Corrosion - Too Late To Bleed

Life is a chain made of choices.
Every link got a voice in it.
You’re waiting on signs from the sky—
But what if the sign… is you?

You’re in the room but you feel stuck still,
Trapped in the silence that you won’t kill.
No “go,” no “stay,” just spinning wheels,
Afraid to move, afraid to feel.
The clock don’t rush, it waits on you,
But fear talks louder than the truth.
You hum the song of “maybe not,”
But every maybe leaves you lost.

What’s holding on to you so tight?
Is it safety… or just disguise?
If nothing changes, time will ask:
“Why’d you let your future pass?”

Today, you’re choosing your tomorrow,
For the self you dream at night.
Will you stay in borrowed sorrow—
Or walk into your fight?

You’re not weak, you’re just unsure,
But healing knocks on open doors.
Today for tomorrow—
You’re the spark you’re waiting for.

You want a promise, want it clear,
But change don’t whisper in your ear.
It shows up trembling, cold and raw,
And asks: “Will you walk at all?”
What if the fear is just the gate
To something real you’ve yet to face?
And peace is waiting past the ache—
But first, you gotta break.

(You keep sayin’) "I’m waitin’ for a sign, a shift,
some push from the sky, some magic lift.”
But truth is, nothing moves till you do—
the mountain you fear is just part of you.
You pray for clarity,
but ignore the mirror.
You say you’re stuck,
but the door’s way nearer
than you think—it’s cracked, it’s open wide,
but stepping through means killing pride.
You talk ‘bout comfort like it’s peace,
but peace don’t shrink, it releases.
Comfort’s a blanket over rot—
you warm in it, but you forgot…
You forgot what your soul sounds like,
buried it deep under “Not tonight.”
“Not this week,”
“Not while I’m tired,”
But time don’t pause when you’re uninspired.
You scared of failing,
so you stall on purpose.
But every “safe” choice
is still a version
of death—a slow one, masked as calm.
You’re bleeding dreams, but showing palms.
What if no one’s coming to drag you out?
What if it’s you who’s gotta shout—
gotta break, gotta scream,
gotta say: “This ain’t my dream!”
Gotta leave what feels like home
to build a place you’ve never known.
And maybe you fall, maybe you cry,
maybe you fail a hundred times.
But silence never wrote a song.
Stillness never proved fear wrong.
You ain’t broken—just delayed,
caught in shadows that you made.
But even dusk can birth a dawn—
if you decide to carry on.

(Yeah, today) you’re shaping your tomorrow,
Every breath a brushstroke wide.
Will you stay beneath the shadow,
Or step into your light?

The chain is open,
The key is you.
Your future’s waiting,
Say: “I’m coming through.”

(Yeah, today) you’re shaping your tomorrow,
Every breath a brushstroke wide.
Will you stay beneath the shadow,
Or step into your light?

The chain is open,
The key is you.
Your future’s waiting,
Say: “I’m coming through.”

Today for Tomorrow

Hands That Hold the World is a raw, emotional post-hardcore journey through the human experience of sacrifice, faith, and resilience. From the quiet pain of loss to the roaring defiance of the heart, each track tells a story of individuals facing unimaginable trials—mothers giving everything for their children, elders forgotten yet honored, young lives confronting violence, and souls finding redemption through faith in Christ.

The album confronts grief, injustice, and societal pressures head-on, while ultimately celebrating the strength of the human spirit and the power of love, selflessness, and unwavering faith. With soaring choruses, blistering breakdowns, and hauntingly intimate moments, Hands That Hold the World is both a tribute and a call to honor those who give themselves fully to others, holding the world steady with their courage and compassion.

Headlines They’ll Never Read

 Wake Beneath the Cross is a post-hardcore concept album that fuses Christian faith with Lovecraftian dread, unfolding across a cursed coastal town lost to ancient darkness. Through haunting lyrics and explosive instrumentation, the album follows a cliffside poet, a redeemed foreigner, and shipwrecked sailors as they confront demonic forces, ancestral idols, and the cost of salvation.

 Each track is a chapter in their spiritual war—lamenting long voyages through profane lands, breaking tribal curses, and ultimately facing a final choice: escape on the last ship, or stay and fight for a town that may already be lost. With themes of redemption, sacrifice, and divine defiance, the album ends on a cliffhanger, leaving the fate of the town—and the souls within—up to the listener’s interpretation.

 For fans of narrative-driven heavy music, Wake Beneath the Cross is both a battle cry and a benediction.

Sanctum to Scorn

J. R. Makin' Waves!!

All these lies affectin me.
Sitting alone.
Empty room, emotional grief.
Feeling dirt. 
Buried 6 feet deep.
Bleeding out thoughts. 
Future, can't see.
Mind be spinnin', no peace.
Heartbeat slow like it's beggin' to cease!

My bullshit ripped us away!

Now I’m drownin’ in the mess I made.

Told myself I’d change, but I stayed the same...

Broken bridge, love rubble.
Fall to my death.  
Final day!

I still love you in every single way!
But I still don’t know what the fuck...
to say!

My heart forever bleeds.
Can’t sew up what it needs.
Shots fired for days, but finally I admit defeat.
Bayonet hit my chest. Bitch, I’m killing me.
Got no one to call, just these fuckin’ withdrawals.
Guilt sittin’ on my chest like a bitchass mutha fucka, I deserve to suffer!

Ain’t shit in my pockets but pain and a bottle!
Bruh, I’m cooked, straight up.

Heart on trial!

Tears from my eyes, sitting in a room just me.
Hear screams in my dreams and I wake up weak.
Can’t feel the air. 
Nobody cares.
That’s it. 
Slot free.
Feelin’ pain, but makin’ gains, and I’m still fittin’ the tweak. 
Amphetamines.
Tryin’ to remember the man I used to be.
See my reflection in the glass like, who the fuck is he?
Be like Yuji gettin’ the finger.
And I be feelin’ like (the) Light, but L’s gettin’  Near.
Chainsaw Man, heart pain, coughing, up, blood but im still here.
Mind spiralin’ out. Future ain’t clear. Bitch I’m feelin’ erased. 
Meesa. 
Vineer.
Past be my future.
Fix tha broken years!

Never wanted to shell out pain, but I started the war.
Like a soldier by himself, kicked down the door.
nIf you have any questions, post them in the comments.
In the meantime, bitch, thank you for watching!

If you wanna be the best you can be,
If you wanna be the best to who you care about,
If you wanna take care of who you love,
Listen to me right fuckin’ now!
Feel yo life a wreck?? 
Make the Bowie knife meet the "opps" neck!!
Let’s go.

Makin' waves?

All these lies affected me.
Sitting alone.
Empty room, emotional grief.
Feeling dirt. 
Buried 6 feet deep.
Bleeding out thoughts. 
Future, can't see.
Mind be spinnin', no peace
Heartbeat slow like it's beggin' to cease!

My bullshit ripped us away!

Now I’m drownin’ in the mess I made...
Told myself I’d change, but I stayed the same...

Broken bridge, loathe rubble.
Fall to my death. 
 
Final day!

I still love you in every single way!

But i still don’t know what the fuck...
to say!

My heart forever bleeds, can’t sew up what it needs.
Shots fired for days but finally I admit defeat.
Bayonet hit my chest. Bitch, I’m killing me.
Got no one to call, just these fuckin’ 
withdrawals.
Guilt sittin’ on my chest like a bitchass mutha fucka, I deserve to suffer!
 
I fucking love you!
I would do anything to keep our hearts true!
Let's finish our lives hand in hand!
I'll do Anything I can...
Our love will win?


Heart on trial

Broken Mirrors

Verse 1
Whispers in the marrow, pulling me apart,
Every taste of silence claws against my heart.
I never asked to carry shadows in my veins,
But the hunger knows my name.

Pre-Chorus
Am I the savior or the curse you fear?
Half a monster, half a ghost in tears.
Every mirror breaks beneath my eyes,
I can’t tell if I’m alive.

Chorus
Behind this mask, I’m losing me,
A hollow voice where I used to breathe.
Blood and mercy, tearing through my soul,
I’m not human… but I’m not whole.

Verse 2
Hands are trembling, stained with what I’ve done,
Fighting not to be the thing I’ve become.
Lonely city, veins of red and stone,
I wear the mask so I’m never known.

Pre-Chorus
Am I the savior or the curse you fear?
Half a monster, half a ghost in tears.
Every heartbeat feels like borrowed time,
A fragile thread I can’t unwind.

Chorus
Behind this mask, I’m losing me,
A hollow voice where I used to breathe.
Blood and mercy, tearing through my soul,
I’m not human… but I’m not whole.

Bridge
If I surrender, do I disappear?
Or become the nightmare I hold near?
Love’s a memory I can’t defend,
All I know is pain again.

Final Chorus
Behind this mask, I’m losing me,
Screaming truths no one else can see.
Blood and mercy, tearing through my soul,
I’m not human… I’m not whole.

Mask of Hunger

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he fury of battle, the pain of loss, and a scream from the depths of your soul...
Every note is a rebellion, every word is a grievance. This track is for those who
carry broken hearts.

👇 Feel it, shout it out, share it... embrace the power of the pain. 👇

Awake

The cinematic closer. Wide-open guitars and heartfelt vocals create the feeling of driving away from your youth one last time. It’s the perfect ending to a record built on motion, memory, and meaning.

1996

Midnight on the Blacktop

Let You Go

Thank you guys for everything

Here are My Audible Stitches.The Voices in my head. My nightmares i never spoke. I had my mouth sewn shut. Welcome to the Unstitching. A Turning page is coming in 2027. Welcome to Grief Haven. My personal hell by the sea.Everything ive ever ran from. This is my Stitched up soul. Welcome to the creature show. Enjoy The FogCore

Let You Go

Ash The Stitched boy

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