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#metal #japan #jmetal #emotional #blade #within #dark #mirror Song made in: https://bit.ly/kuronami_ger Project by: - @KurønamiGER Video made in: https://vizzy.io Project by: - @artofore If you like my AI-generated music and want to support what I do, feel free to drop by. Every bit of support means the world to me. 💙 https://ko-fi.com/kuronami_germany [Intro] 囁く声が…心を切り裂く… (The whispering voice... tears my heart apart...) [Verse 1] In the glass a stranger breathes Lines like rivers cut my skin I learned to fold my tongue to fit The shape they carved me in You planted doubt beneath my ribs A seed that grows like rust and lives I keep the blade inside my chest It hums the lullaby of death [Pre-Chorus] 内なる刃は音もなく切る 沈む夜が笑うだけ (The blade within cuts without a sound) (Only the sinking night laughs) [Chorus] 内なる刃は私を刻む 血は見えず、痛みだけが残る 鏡の嘘に微笑む顔 私はもう帰れない (The blade within carves me) (Blood is unseen; only pain remains) (A face smiling at the mirror’s lie) (I can no longer return) [Verse 2] I count the echoes of my name Each echo sharper than before The world taught me how to break And I obey until I'm sore I trade my memory for a shape A perfect mask that never breathes I practice pain until it's home Tuck every wound beneath my sleeves [Bridge] 砕けた声が夜へ溶ける 涙は刃となり胸を裂く お前の言葉は骨に刺さる 消してくれ、内なる影を (Broken voices melt into the night) (Tears become blades and tear my chest) (Your words pierce into my bones) (Erase for me—the inner shadow) [Pre-Chorus] 内なる刃は音もなく切る 沈む夜が笑うだけ (The blade within cuts without a sound) (Only the sinking night laughs) [Chorus] 内なる刃は私を刻む 見えない血が冷たく広がる 鏡はもう何も返さない 心は二度と戻らない (The blade within carves me) (The unseen blood spreads cold) (The mirror returns nothing now) (The heart will never return again) [Outro] I keep the blade like a promise—quiet, owned, and thin A private hymn that severs where my better self begins I fold the edge into my name and fall asleep alone The inside keeps on cutting; this is the home I know