(Xanthromoth) Stain on the Wall

😔Farewell, Xanthromoth. ------ ------ ------ ------ ------- ------ [Verse 1 ] I was left trembling in a solitary room; I killed the laughter, buried the joy. I tore out my soul with my own hands, like an old dress barely holding together. [Chorus ] I felt like a stain on the wall, a shadow with no voice, no prayer at all, a shadow with no soul, no thirst, no fall, no one saw me then — no one at all. [Verse 2] A moment that shattered through, came without knocking, quiet, rude. Left me so empty, hollowed inside, no breath, no fight — just nowhere to hide. [Chorus ] I felt like a stain on the wall, a shadow with no voice, no prayer at all, a shadow with no soul, no thirst, no fall, no one saw me then — no one at all. [Verse 3 , intense, acoustic echoes] But in the echo of the hush, something began to burn, to blush — a spark, a leftover piece of me, fire hidden deep, wild and free. [Bridge – vocal effects, emotional] Rage of a love with no river, pain without a name, skin learning how to shiver… a trance, a flame. [Verse 4 – voice, final build] I will not end up alone in the darkness today; I will face my cracks, my ruins, my spark. I will stitch these tears with my broken voice... and fly again: head held high.