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My Darkest Symphony ("The greatest masterpiece before the fall"/ Symphonic Metal | AI Music&Video)

Lyrics: [Intro] [Verse] The midnight curtain falls upon the wire A hollow choir sings to the setting sun I trace the static patterns of desire Before the heavy work of sleep is done The ink is bleeding through the linen sheet The ghost of winter settles in my bones I hear the rhythm of the frozen street And build a monument of jagged stones [Verse] A broken compass spinning in the palm The mercury is climbing up the glass I traded every storm to find this calm And watched the seasons wither in the grass The cellar door is swinging on the hinge The spider weaves a net across the light I feel the coming of the purple fringe That separates the morning from the night [Pre-Chorus] The cello bows against the rusted grain A minor key locked in a wooden chest I'm calling out the numbers in the rain To put the weary messenger to rest [Chorus] My darkest symphony is playing now The notes are falling like the autumn lead I take the final laurel for my brow And follow where the silent path has led It is the sound of anchors hitting sand The harmony of shadows on the wall A map drawn by a trembling steady hand The greatest masterpiece before the fall [Verse] The coal is glowing orange in the grate The clock has lost the habit of the chime I recognize the architecture of fate Within the narrow corridors of time The velvet lining of the box is torn The silver spoons are tarnished by the salt A fragile melody is being born Inside the hollow center of the vault [Pre-Chorus] The cello bows against the rusted grain A minor key locked in a wooden chest I'm calling out the numbers in the rain To put the weary messenger to rest [Chorus] My darkest symphony is playing now The notes are falling like the autumn lead I take the final laurel for my brow And follow where the silent path has led It is the sound of anchors hitting sand The harmony of shadows on the wall A map drawn by a trembling steady hand The greatest masterpiece before the fall [Chorus] My darkest symphony is playing now The notes are falling like the autumn lead I take the final laurel for my brow And follow where the silent path has led It is the sound of anchors hitting sand The harmony of shadows on the wall A map drawn by a trembling steady hand The greatest masterpiece before the fall [Outro] #symphonicmetal #gothicskies #gothic #metal #rock #music