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Crimson Requiem-Inside the Dream

Modern symphonic / cinematic track, focused on piano or electronic organ as the main instrument, Tempo 70–75 BPM, minor key, Powerful female lead vocal: strong chest voice, minimal vibrato, clear articulation, emotional but controlled, Intimate and dark atmosphere, philosophical and introspective, not fantasy, Instrumentation: solo piano or deep electronic organ intro, sustained chords, subtle low strings or pads for texture, no guitars or heavy percussion. Lyrics about living inside a dream, the dreamer existing within the dream, identity dissolving, reflections between dreamer and dream becoming one. Generated whit Suno. Lyrics inspired by @daquinus We live inside a dream. And the dreamer is not outside of it. The dreamer breathes within. We walk on paths drawn out by thought Cities of mist, by silence taught We speak our names to feel alive But echoes fade, we all arrive Mirrors within a mirror’s stare A thousand faces, none are there Am I the voice, or just the sound That turns the waking world around? If the world is only spoken Who is whispering the truth? If I am the question burning Where does meaning find its root? We don’t just dream the world we see We are the dream itself The dreamer’s pulse lives deep in me In all I am, in all I felt Reflections folding endlessly Until the line is gone Where does the dreamer fade away And where do I go on? Moments fall like silent rain Written fate or chosen pain Every second cracks the seam Where the real begins to dream Time does not ask, it only moves A cold hand tracing what we lose If I awaken, do I fall? Or does the dream just change its wall? We are the witness and the seen The story tells itself The dreamer has no face Because we all wear it We don’t just dream the world we see We are the dream made real The dreamer breathes in every thought In everything I steal and feel Two reflections, one design Two questions, one delay The dream and dreamer intertwine And slowly drift away If I were to wake tomorrow Who would disappear? The dream… Or the one who dreamed it here?