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09 - Forgotten Faces

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[Verse 1 | clean sorrowful guitar, soft strings, intimate clean vocal] Grey in the morning, the church bell is breathing in cold. Names on the headstones, the stories no one ever told. She waits by the window, dust on the glass of her eyes, Holding a life that has faded before it could rise. [Pre-Chorus | slow build, restrained tension] No one calls her name, no footsteps at her door. She threads her pain like needles through the silence on the floor. [Chorus | symphonic distortion, soaring cleans + layered screams] All the forgotten faces, Buried in unseen places. Living their quiet tragedies, Dying with no one to grieve. All the forgotten faces, Lost in the empty spaces— Who will remember me When I cease to breathe? [Verse 2 | drums enter, melancholic tone, rising intensity] Old man in the chapel, polishing words for the dead, Speaking to pews and echoes instead of souls being led. He prays for forgiveness for hearts he never could save, Writes out their names, then lowers them into the grave. [Pre-Chorus | quiet tension, solitary vocal] No one hears his voice, no trembling of the air. He lights the candles anyway, though no one’s there. [Chorus | heavier variation, choral backing, screams + cleans] All the forgotten faces, Buried in unseen places. Living their quiet tragedies, Dying with no one to grieve. All the forgotten faces, Lost in the empty spaces— Who will remember me When I cease to breathe? [Bridge | atmospheric, haunting whispers, suspended space] We are dust on the altar, Tears that never fall. Stories never spoken, Names no one recalls. [Breakdown | gutturals, orchestral hits, crushing chugs] Cold bones under stone, Unmarked, left alone. No prayers, no plea— Is this all we’ll ever be? [Final Chorus | full orchestration, harsh + clean vocals, cinematic climax] All the forgotten faces, Gathered in nameless places. Living their quiet tragedies, Dying with no one to see. All the forgotten faces— If this is how it ends for me, Let my ashes scream That I used to be. [Outro | violin and soft guitar fade, intimate final vocal] Who will remember me?