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A DND warlock song told from the moment a Fiend answered a prayer that was never meant to be heard. 🔥 This is a confession about desperation, power that comes too easily, and the slow realization that the pact may have chosen you first. 🩸 Fiend warlock backstory 🔥 Infernal pact & temptation 🎲 D&D character-driven music 🖤 Themes of hunger, control, and surrender No vows were sworn. No terms were read. The answer came anyway. 👉 Subscribe @MedievalConfessions #DnDMusic #WarlockSong #FiendWarlock #DarkFantasyMusic #medievalconfessions 🎵 LISTEN ON SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/artist/38ytM... Lyrics & Concept: Medieval Confessions Music Production: Suno AI Artwork: Leonardo AI Lyrics: I begged the dark to leave me be, but hunger stayed and prayer went thin. The world kept taking piece by piece, and silence answered every hymn. I whispered need into the flame, not faith, not hope—just anything. No vow was sworn. No terms were read. The answer burned its way in me. I walked through fire seeking power, and power pointed back at me. Each spell came fast and left a mark, each mark demanding more to feed. His voice still lingers in my breath, long after every flame goes still. I feel his hand behind my eyes, reminding me I owe him will. The weak grow quiet when I speak, because my words still carry heat. The strength I wear fits far too well— like something tailored to my need. I once believed I chose this path, that power answered to my call. Now every victory tastes the same, and I can’t tell who leads at all. I don’t know when I stopped resisting, or when the fire felt like my own. I only know the man I was would fear the voice I call by name. So mark my pact in cinder and ash, and let the faithful turn away. I am the answer that arrived— and I was ready when he came.