[Intro – sparse piano and cold atmospheric pads, very intimate and hollow] Verse 1 [Ominous undead male voice, low and introspective over sparse piano and dark pads] I stand beneath the sun and feel no warmth upon my skin It touches me like memory — a ghost that can’t come in I watch the living laugh and eat and feel the fire in their veins While everything I taste now turns to ash and bitter rain I sleep but never dream. I wake but never rest The cold inside my bones has made a permanent home in my chest I reach for simple things — a hand, a voice, a flame And feel the space where life once lived, now empty just the same Chorus [Ominous undead male voice, raw and heavy over building dark atmosphere] This sunless thirst will never leave It lives where my heart used to beat I have the power, I have the dead But I would trade it all to feel the sun again instead Verse 2 [Ominous undead male voice, deeper and more vulnerable] I see them look at me with awe, with fear, with something close to love But none of them can touch me without feeling what I’ve become I remember how it felt to bleed, to laugh until it hurt To wake up warm beside someone and not feel this endless thirst The dead they understand — they’ve already paid the cost But even they can’t give me back the things that I have lost I am their king, their weapon, the vow that will not break And still I stand here hollow while the living laugh and wake Chorus [Ominous undead male voice, raw and heavy over building dark atmosphere] This sunless thirst will never leave It lives where my heart used to beat I have the power, I have the dead But I would trade it all to feel the sun again instead Bridge [Ominous undead male voice, more intimate with faint layered whispers of the dead in the background] They tell me this is strength… That I should be grateful for the cold… But even kings get tired Of never growing old… Final Chorus [Ominous undead male voice, powerful yet weary with full atmospheric swell] This sunless thirst will never leave It lives where my heart used to beat I have the power, I have the dead But I still wake up reaching for the life I used to lead Sunless thirst… It never fades… But I will carry it Until the final debt is paid [Outro – piano and cold pads fading with a single distant whisper of his name]
