[Instrumental intro: A setar (or similar stringed instrument with a bright, plucked tone) weaves an intricate, almost mournful melody as a deep, pounding frame drum reverberates with a primal rhythm. Imagine the vastness of a desert and the call of ancient warriors.] [Vocals: Begin with a low, rich, and desperate tone, gradually rising to a high, powerful, and slightly raw finish.] Am I forgiven...? Or will you even know my name?! [Instrumental: The setar continues its intricate weaving. A wisping, ethereal hum enters the soundscape, almost angelic in quality. The frame drum beat slowly builds, faster and faster, as a heavily distorted, chugging guitar explodes into the mix, reminiscent of a charging horde.] [Verse] [Vocals: Sultry male vocals with a somber, almost melancholic quality.] In a world of endless pleasure, Perversion all around. My thoughts are hard to tether To the righteous path I found. [Vocals: Rise in intensity and power.] In solemn prayer I ponder, The life you want for me. As my mind begins to wander, The life you want for me. As my mind begins to wander, I get lost inside a dream. [Vocals: Rise further, taking on a raspy, almost desperate tone, bordering on a primal scream.] Temptation of the flesh, And the wrath I will endure. Over mindless bitter sweets— [Vocals: Drop back to a somber resignation.] Indulgence is no cure. [Vocals: Drop back to a somber resignation.] Indulgence is no cure. [---] [Pre-Chorus:] Its a March of Faith! [Instrumental: The previous instrumental flows rise and build to a marching, almost war-like chant. The drums become more prominent and driving, the guitar riffs more insistent, and the setar adds a sense of foreboding urgency.] [Vocals: melodic with a raspy quality that builds a pleading but resolute tone.] In a world of endless urges and the nightmares forged in hell! [Almost screams, drawing out the final note dramatically] [Almost screams, drawing out the final note dramatically] I cannot bear to witness what my actions will foretell! [Guitar solo: A tantalizing arpeggio, punctuated by searing pinch harmonics. The solo should evoke both a sense of ancient lament and a powerful, driving force, almost like a warrior's lament before battle.] [Chorus: Echoes of Despair] [Vocals: Somber, almost whispered delivery.] Can I be forgiven? [Vocals: Rise in volume and intensity.] For the actions of my name?! [Vocals: Take on a tone of resignation and quiet sorrow.] Will I always fall to darkness!?... [Vocals: Drop to a sad and mournful tone, almost a defeated sigh.] Do you even know my PAIN? My hollow faith eroded by this constant nagging doubt. I thought I had a hold of it, but my shallow will's without. I'd wish it all away without a second thought. These demons in my psyche and the evils that they've wrought. Are my troubles near the ending, Or is my torment just beginning? [Chorus: Echoes of Despair] [Vocals: Somber, almost whispered delivery.] Can I be forgiven? [Vocals: Rise in volume and intensity.] Will I ever change?! My struggle has no ending!! Will you wisper out my name?
