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The Tears of Kargon 4.5

A remake of the song whose persona is being used as well.
May 8, 2025 at 9:30 PMv4.5

[Intro – Haunting, echo-drenched ballad] On Kargon’s edge, the silence fled The sky split wide, the colors bled They birth the cursed, they scar the sane And bleed the world with magenta rain [Electric Guitar Solo - Surreal video game overtones] [Verse – Whisper-snarled vocal, distorted synth grind] Two hundred years since the rift first screamed Time convulsed, and space unseamed Through shattered sky and trembling ground The Tare’s appeared—no truth was found [Verse – Smooth, smug vocal over slow synth build] Their eerie glow, a haunting sign A breach in space, a twisted line The winds distort, the stars ignite A passage calls beyond the light [Bridge – Menacing growl, glitch synth] A hum of power, raw and thin A doorway stirs, the pull within But power eats, and power takes It sears the soul, it leaves no breaks [Pre-Chorus – Industrial clangs with distortions] A breach in space, a glimpse, a cost To worlds beyond where all is lost None dare to enter for none reappear The Tare’s bring whispers no one can hear [Chorus – Epic and climatic, heavy hits with layered vocals] The Tare in the sky, a fracture unknown A doorway calls where the lost are thrown Small wounds in the world, a danger severe What lies in the void? Just silence and fear [Electric Guitar Solo - Surreal overtones with unhinged madness] [Leading Bridge - Haunting intense with growling vocals] Through shattered sky and howling storm All who touch are soon transformed From brilliance bright to madness grim— The Tare decides who breaks… and who wins!!!! [Verse – Vocal distortion begins to glitch in lines] The Shaye-pers rise with hands of flame No oaths to bind, no Maker to blame They twist the world with silent might Yet fear them more than the darkest night [Verse – Laughter rising into rage] A cursed design, a gift misused With every act, their sanity bruised Reality trembles beneath their sway Yet every act steals time away [Bridge – Haunting, slowed beat with crackling distortion] Power’s price is always steep Their hands reshape, their minds grow weak Some will fight it, most will fall— And others change… beyond recall [Pre-Chorus – Crashing synth with deeper layering] The Shaye-pers tare, the Shaye-pers build Their fates are carved, their futures killed Born of Tare’s with minds ablaze Yet every thought sets flesh to blaze [Chorus - Epic and climatic and unhinged] The Rogues arise from those unchained No anchor left, just screams unnamed Through Kargon's night their shadows scream— A glimpse of truth… or dying dreams!! [Electric Guitar Solo – Distorted, evil video game overtones, surreal] [Leading Bridge – Whispered with rising synth tension and madness, evil dark adult male voice] But not all who change lose control— One was found with a stranger soul They say he stepped from a Tare one day Marked by madness, yet calm as clay The Guild took hold, though none knew why He spoke their tongue, yet watched the skies With visions shared and minds unsure They trained him slow through trials obscure He shattered molds with eerie ease Bent silence into shifting keys And when the Tare’s began to call... He grinned—then rose above them all… [Epic electric guitar solo with surreal and evil video game overtones] [Verse – Rising madness turning into rage] The Scourge was born with masked delight A creature cloaked in endless fight He doesn’t pray, he doesn’t plead He only answers the dark game’s creed [Verse – Rapid-fire, sadistic delighted tone] No sacred oath, no savior myth Just darkened will and sharpened gift He laughs in shadow, strikes with grace— A monster set to hunt their race!!! [Bridge – Rapid rhythm, almost dance-like industrial pacing] A beast by choice, he stalks the storm Where Shaye-pers break and Sculptors mourn He moves where others lose their minds— To fight the lost… and what unwinds [Pre-Chorus - Epic and climatic] The Tare’s still bleed, the sky still churns The cursed arise, the world still burns But in the dark, one figure plays— The monster who holds back the blaze [Final Chorus – epic, climatic, Triumphant, fierce, multilayered vocal harmonics] The Sculptors fade, the Shaye-pers fall The Scourge stands high above it all No martyr’s cry, no sacred claim— Just silent joy and his deadly games!! [Outro – Fading pulse, final line delivered almost calm] He plays the part... so others sleep The nightmare walks so dreams run deep A blade against the endless night— A flicker in the voidless blight But never forget what stirs beneath— He bears the Tare’s corrupted wreath They rest in peace, the brave, the blind… Because, for now— He’s on their side [Evil laugh] [Sinister laugh]

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VEWWS 9w ago

this is straight fire

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