(Screamed/Raw) or (Gasping for air) (Intro: Lone, reverb-soaked electric guitar. Slow, echoing strums. [Post-Rock, Melancholic, Spiritual]) [Verse 1] (Vocal: Weary, dragging every word) I’m fighting the gravity of this calling. Mid-verse, the ceiling just… drops. I fall into a dream I didn’t ask for, Waking up with the taste of static and salt. Is this grace? Or am I just breaking? [Pre-Chorus] Fate isn’t a path; it’s a razor in the dark. I searched for the light, but the light is cutting me open, Bleeding across the stage where I’m supposed to stand. [Chorus] (Vocal: Desperate, belting) Shake the dust out of this hollow heart. Rattle me until the silence stops. His glory is a fire, but I’m the one who’s burning. Neon bright—but God, it’s so dark in here. [Bridge - THE SPIRITUAL COLLAPSE] (Instrumentation: Heavy cinematic drums, distorted bass swells. [Intense, Soul-Crushing]) (Vocal: Gritty, raw, reaching for a high note that barely holds) EVERY SONG WAS A SACRIFICE. EVERY LIFE I TOUCHED TOOK A PIECE OF ME. (Shouted) IS THIS THE PRICE OF THE PLATFORM? TO BE THE NOISE THAT REFLECTS THE PAIN? UNDYING LOVE… UNBEARABLE WEIGHT. [Outro] (Music thins out to just a heartbeat pulse) This emotional energy… It’s not mine to keep. It’s just… noise. (Final breathy exhale) Sleep…
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