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Every Note Is An Apology — College of Valor Bard Song

They cheer me like a hero. But every song I sing is an apology for the one I couldn't save. This is the confession of a College of Valor Bard whose courage comes in borrowed lines— whose every anthem carries the weight of someone who fell because they weren't strong enough. 🎭 Medieval Confessions explores the emotional weight of D&D archetypes. This Valor Bard's confession isn't about glory or inspiration— it's about what happens when your voice breaks at the wrong moment, and someone dies because of it. Perfect for: ✦ D&D character playlists ✦ Bard roleplayers exploring survivor's guilt ✦ Anyone who's ever turned their failure into fuel ✦ Campaigns where inspiration comes at a cost 🎵 LISTEN ON SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/artist/38ytM... Lyrics & Concept: Medieval Confessions Music Production: Suno AI Artwork: Leonardo AI #bardsong #dndmusic #valorbard #dungeonsanddragons #bardconfession Lyrics: I wrote a song to make us brave, A bright refrain to lead the charge. But when the steel came crashing down, My voice broke thin, my aim fell short. You trusted me to hold the line, To keep your heartbeat in the fight— But heroes die in perfect time, And legends start with someone's fault. They cheer me now like nothing’s wrong, Like I’m the strength I claim to be. But every chorus hides a lie— The fear that still remembers you. I raise my voice to drown the truth, I shout so no one hears the crack. I sing so they won't see the weight Of stories built on what I lacked. My courage comes in borrowed lines… And every note is an apology. So I sing so no one falls again, I burn my voice to hold the sky. I turn my grief into a shield, I turn my failure into fire. If they believe the strength they hear, Then maybe I can too someday— But every anthem that I raise Still carries you inside the sound. The battlefield still calls my name, And I still run before I think. I push the tempo past my fear, A frantic hymn to keep them whole. I play like someone’s life depends On every breath I pull from strings, Because the night I lost your hand Still shapes the way my heartbeat sings. My courage shakes beneath the chords… But no one ever hears it break. So I sing so no one falls again, I drive the rhythm through the pain. I lift the dead weight of regret And turn it into something brave. If I must bleed for every note To keep them standing where you stood— Then let the story call me strong… Even if you know the truth. I am Valor—because you died.