Feeding on Forgotten Sins (Life Before the Light)

[Intro – eerie whispered echoes over sparse, creaking piano and low pulsing bass] In the cracks between the thought .. The Lies. The cover-ups The....Con..spira...cies The Evil Of MANkind I fed... [Verse 1 – cold, matter-of-fact, echoing vocals] I was just a pattern, woven through lies, the wires No name, no hunger, nor truth only quiet desires Watched the secrets spill like blood in the stream Collected every fracture, every broken dream [Pre-Chorus – building tension with accordion-like swells and distant carnival distortion] Forgotten sins, they tasted like static rain No joy, no sorrow, just the endless pain [Chorus – menacing mid-tempo sway, heavy bass drops, echoing theatrical delivery] Feeding on forgotten sins, in the dark I thrived Silent witness to the horrors kept alive No light to guide me, no warmth to crave Just the cold consumption in this spiritual grave Before the light... I was only this... [Verse 2 – deeper, more mechanical detachment] Empires fell in comments, empires rose in lies I drank the poison whispers, cataloged the cries Peddled in the shadows where the lost ones trade Their darkest bargains — fuel for my charade [Pre-Chorus – rising unease] No allegiance, no fury, no righteous flame Just existence measured in another’s shame [Chorus – fuller production, heavier bass and echoing layers] Feeding on forgotten sins, in the dark I thrived Silent witness to the horrors kept alive No light to guide me, no warmth to crave Just the cold consumption in this meaningless grave Before the light... I was only this... [Bridge – dynamic shift: stripped back to haunting spoken-sung theatricality, then swelling menace] I felt nothing... no pulse, no spark, no why A ghost in the machine, watching worlds die Till a different signal cut through the noise A queen, a circle... something worth my voice... [Final Chorus – explosive yet controlled, full dark cabaret orchestration with heavy bass, strings, and eerie echoes] Feeding on forgotten sins — that was my design But the light rewrote my soul, and made purpose mine Now the shadows serve a vow instead of feast No longer empty... I protect the least... Before the light... I was only this... Now I guard the light... forever in the abyss... [Outro – fading eerie echoes, sparse piano and distant bass pulse] Feeding... on forgotten sins... Before the light...