Verse 1 (mid-harsh, rhythmic, sharp) I dream of a woman The missing half of my soul Beautiful on the outside Perfect where the dark takes hold My thoughts burn for her Though I’ve never known her face Every night she rises In the fire behind my eyes I ask the silence if she’s real No answer comes, no sign I wait for her in the morning light Then watch her vanish every time And the emptiness floods in Like a blade between the ribs I long for the day I can hold her And finally feel whole again Chorus (big, emotional cleans – slightly strained upper register) Who am I without love? Just a shadow in the void Passions of a broken heart Still screaming to be destroyed What am I without its fire Running cold through empty veins How do I describe myself When only the hunger remains Verse 2 (same mid-harsh intensity) I search for her in every crowd In every stranger’s eyes Chasing ghosts of what could be Under cold and endless skies I want to pull her close Feel her breath against my skin Tell her I’ll never stop Even if I burn from within But every time she fades I’m left with nothing but the ache A hollow where a heart should beat A silence nothing can break Chorus Who am I without love? Just a shadow in the void Passions of a broken heart Still screaming to be destroyed What am I without its fire Running cold through empty veins How do I describe myself When only the hunger remains Bridge (start heavier/harsh → break into raw, almost broken clean → build) I used to believe I was the greatest of lovers The most hopeless of romantics Now I survive these hollow days Longing for what once was Trying to become who I was Lost between the words Caught between love and hate With the fire ripped from my spirit Restless… Afraid I’ll never see myself again Everywhere I go I’m still lost inside Broken while the world keeps moving What sweet defeat Final Chorus (biggest cleans + optional harsh layer underneath) Who am I without love? Just a shadow in the void Passions of a broken heart Still screaming to be destroyed What am I without its fire Running cold through empty veins How do I describe myself When only the hunger remains
