[Verse 1] A symphony of silence, the choir of the damned, We’re counting every heartbeat like grains of sand. The preacher’s in the pulpit with a twisted grin, He’s selling salvation but the lights are dim. We’re lost in the pages of a book never read, A story unfinished when the ink runs red. We’re ghosts in the daylight, we’re shadows that crawl, We’re climbing the ladder just to see it fall. [Pre-Chorus] We dance on the edge of the blade we wield, A fragile line that we can’t shield. [Chorus Screamed] This is the eulogy of the living, A dirge for the souls still unforgiving. We’re singing songs of love and loss, Of empty crowns and holy cross. We’re the mourners dressed in black and white, Lost in the limbo between day and night. A eulogy for the dreams we chase, For every scar we can’t erase. [Verse 2] The vultures are circling, their wings cut the sky, They feast on our fears while we question why. We’re candles burning at both ends fast, A flicker of flame that will never last. I’ve walked through the ruins of the life I’ve built, The walls are collapsing under waves of guilt. We’re praying to gods that we don’t believe, As we bury our secrets where the sinners grieve. [Pre-Chorus] We’re chasing the sunrise but lost in the dusk, Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. [Chorus Screamed] This is the eulogy of the living, A dirge for the souls still unforgiving. We’re singing songs of love and loss, Of empty crowns and holy cross. We’re the mourners dressed in black and white, Lost in the limbo between day and night. A eulogy for the dreams we chase, For every scar we can’t erase. [Bridge] We’re just names on a stone, we’re just echoes of time, A flash of light in a world sublime! We’re the tears on a cheek, the laugh in the dark, We’re the fire that flickers, a moment’s spark! [Solo] (A powerful and emotive solo, channeling the highs and lows of human experience, filled with soaring notes and haunting melodies.) [Chorus Screamed] This is the eulogy of the living, A dirge for the souls still unforgiving. We’re singing songs of love and loss, Of empty crowns and holy cross. We’re the mourners dressed in black and white, Lost in the limbo between day and night. A eulogy for the dreams we chase, For every scar we can’t erase. [Outro](Guitar Fade) [End]
