"The story, idea, and lyrics are the original work of Lamefroid.'' Copyright © 2025 Lamefroid. All rights reserved. They called him Chromatic when the world still caught his glow Every emotion burned bright, never learned to go slow Laughter split the silence, tears painted rivers red He loved like open flames—reckless, nothing left unsaid In the rush of living hearts, the vivid ones draw near Flashing every desperate hue to banish doubt and fear He gave it all in bursts—violet storms, golden light Till the well ran empty, colors bleeding into night Chromatic no more, just shadows on the wall Colors drained away, nothing left at all He reaches for the fire that once lived in his veins But the palette's gone forever—only echoes, only pain Chromatic no more… no more Death came soft and final, washed him clean to white Like frost claiming the last spark in the dead of night They gather now with roses — red and gold and blue Scattering what he once was, but he can't feel it through The voice that roared in color stays forever still Chromatic no more, just shadows on the wall Colors drained away, nothing left at all Reaches for the scarlet… fingers grasp at rain Chromatic no more… no more… no more again
