• ─── ✦ ─── • ─── ✦ ─── •• ─── ✦ ─── • ─── ✦ ─── •• ─── ✦ ─── • 🎶 Deutsche Community für Suno-Artists 🎶 Wir sind die StorytellerZ. Discord: https://discord.gg/dsET36Ecrk © 2026 Arion Vox — Unauthorized use or duplication of these lyrics and music is prohibited. • ─── ✦ ─── • ─── ✦ ─── •• ─── ✦ ─── • ─── ✦ ─── •• ─── ✦ ─── • [Intro: spoken female soft pulse, piano notes like ink drops, light strings] “Write carefully. The throat is a page.” [Verse 1] I walked in with a mouth full of maybes A smile stitched tight, polite and shaky You lifted velvet, slid out night A lacquered mask that drank the light You said my voice could turn to letters Make broken things behave, feel better One song to spill what I can’t keep One song to wake what I can’t reach [Pre-Chorus] So I put it on, and I felt it hum Like a pen that knows where the truth comes from [Chorus] Ink-throat, speak in black and gold Turn my heartbeat into something bold Let the line land clean, let it cut, let it heal Make the air remember what I feel Ink-throat, don’t let me drift Give my silence a shape, give my voice a gift If I lose one word when the lights go low Let it be the one I needed least to show [Verse 2] Every note left marks on my skin Little constellations of where I’d been The room got quiet, the crowd leaned in Like they were reading me from within I wrote my fear into a ribbon Tied it up and called it forgiven I wrote my shame into a door Then turned the handle, wanted more [Pre-Chorus 2] And the sweeter the truth became The more it burned when you whispered my name [Chorus] Ink-throat, speak in black and gold Turn my heartbeat into something bold Let the line land clean, let it cut, let it heal Make the air remember what I feel Ink-throat, don’t let me drift Give my silence a shape, give my voice a gift If I lose one word when the lights go low Let it be the one I needed least to show [Bridge: softer, almost weightless] I didn’t ask for fame I asked for clarity A way to say “I’m here” Without apologizing And you, behind the counter Eyes like candles, calm and bright You never moved an inch But you tilted all my life [Break:spoken female brief hush, then pulse returns] “Last chorus. Choose what you can live without.” [Final Chorus: bigger, choir glow optional] Ink-throat, speak in black and gold Turn my heartbeat into something bold Let the line land clean, let it cut, let it heal Make the air remember what I feel Ink-throat, hold me when I slip Let the crowd keep the proof, let me keep the lift When I reach for that word and it won’t come through I’ll smile like I meant to… and sing without it too [Outro: spoken female gentle, piano fades, one last ink-drop sound] “Thank you. I’ll file that word… under ‘later’.”
