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Love and jealousy

Love and jealousy symphonic metal with cinematic orchestra: soaring female lead vocals, stacked choirs, driving double-kick drums, galloping rhythm guitars, wide distorted guitars with tight palm-mutes, epic brass swells, fast violin ostinatos, church bells and subtle wind FX in the break, massive tom fills into choruses, modern polished mix with thunderous low end and shimmering highs; ritual chant build before the solo; powerful yet uplifting, anthemic and magical, bridge section becomes mystical: sparse low strings, distant choir pads, soft bell tones and wind; whispered ritual chant leads into a huge halftime drop then accelerates back to full tempo for the solo; no trap hats, no autotune pop vocals, final chorus goes triumphant: modulated key up a whole step, layered choir ‘ahhs’, cymbal swells, sustained strings, heroic brass, big arena reverb tails, clean powerful master https://suno.com https://songly.gift/ru/app/videos/create https://sinonim.org/song#res Lyrics (Verse 1) Why argue, my dear, for no reason? Love and jealousy, they're one and the same. They're beyond logic, beyond any season, Love without jealousy, a hollow, weak flame. (Chorus) They cannot exist, one without the other, Like we cannot live without the water's flow. And each one, in its own way, my lover, Can sometimes lead us to where sorrows grow. (Verse 2) And still, with each spring, I confess, Like a madman, my heart takes its flight. I love, and therefore, I feel this distress, I'm jealous, and that means my love burns bright. (Chorus) They cannot exist, one without the other, Like we cannot live without the water's flow. And each one, in its own way, my lover, Can sometimes lead us to where sorrows grow. (Bridge) It's a tangled dance, a passionate art, A fire that burns, a storm in the soul. But in this wild rhythm, we play our part, Making us broken, yet making us whole. (Chorus) They cannot exist, one without the other, Like we cannot live without the water's flow. And each one, in its own way, my lover, Can sometimes lead us to where sorrows grow. (Outro) I love, and therefore, I feel this distress, I'm jealous, and that means my love burns bright. Yes, I love, and therefore, I feel this distress, I'm jealous, and that means my love burns bright.