Fragments of the Fallen - 02 - Beneath the Ashes

// Original Poem @ NZDJP_Metal / Tem // Music / Vocals @ Suno.AI [Style: dark rap, female vocals, melodic, sombre, downbeat, virtuoso guitar, heavy bass, drum] [Title: "Beneath the Ashes"] [Intro: virtuoso guitar starting slow and building riffs] [Verse 1] The sky, a shroud of iron gray, hangs low, Echoes of the world that was, now silent, Dust settles on the ruins of the day, Where once the sun did gleam, now darkness bent. [Verse 2] In shadows long, the remnants lie in wait, Forgotten stones, the memories entombed, A city lost to time, to wrath, to fate, And I, a wanderer through the cursed gloom. [Verse 3] The air, thick with the scent of char and death, Each breath a burden, heavy with despair, The ground beneath me trembles with each step, As though the earth itself would tear and tear. [Verse 4] Beneath my feet, the ashes shift and sigh, Whispers of lives extinguished, dreams laid bare, Their voices call, a dirge against the sky, And I, their witness, am compelled to care. [Verse 5] The ghostly figures drift through smoke and flame, Their hollow eyes reflect the loss I feel, Their faces, masks of sorrow without name, They search for what the world could not reveal. [Verse 6] I stumble through the wreckage, lost, alone, Each footfall echoes like a tolling bell, The weight of all the sins that I have known Drags me deeper into this private hell. [Verse 7] The past unfurls before me like a scroll, Its verses etched in fire and blood and pain, Each line a wound that never will grow whole, A testament to what was lost in vain. [Verse 8] I see the walls where laughter once did ring, Now charred and broken, crumbling to the touch, The silence screams, a never-ending sting, And I, the fool, have loved this world too much. [Verse 9] I feel the pull of darkness at my core, A siren song that beckons with deceit, It promises release, an end to war, But hides the chains that bind beneath my feet. [Verse 10] The ashes cling like shadows to my skin, They mark me as a brother to the dead, Their weight, a penance for my every sin, And in their grip, my heart is filled with dread. [Verse 11] Yet through the haze, a distant light appears, A flicker, faint, but brighter than before, It cuts through all the doubts, the pain, the fears, And shows a path I had not seen before. [Verse 12] The figures fade, their whispers die away, The flames recede, the darkness starts to break, The ashes underfoot begin to sway, As if the earth itself would soon awake. [Verse 13] And I, a broken man, but not yet lost, Stand tall amidst the wreckage and the waste, For though the world has paid a heavy cost, I feel the pull of hope, a fleeting taste. [Verse 14] Beneath the ashes, life begins to stir, A seed of something new, of something pure, And I, with weary heart and soul unsure, Take the first step towards what might endure. [Outro: Virtuoso guitar riff to sbrupt end]