The Day I Died (mix 2)

I woke to silence — no pulse, no flame. The sky was ash, it whispered my name. Through smoke and rain, I heard the sound — Of something lost that still was found.

The ground was cold, but it still breathed. The stars looked down, they never grieved. I felt the echo of my sins, And turned my wounds to violins.

(slow cinematic build, guitar melodies drifting like smoke)

The day I died — I learned to breathe. In fire and rain, I found release. I let the storm rewrite my bones, And built a heart from undertones.

I walked through halls of broken sound, Where angels slept beneath the ground. Each echo turned to silver flame, And every tear forgot its name.

No fear, no chains, no mercy left. Just sound and sky and one last breath. The world collapsed, but I remained — Unmade, reborn, and uncontained.

The day I died — I learned to breathe. Left my shadow in the sea. Every scar became a key — To who I was supposed to be.

The day I died… I learned to see. Every ghost still sings through me. You said goodbye — I said, “I’m free.”

And in the dark… I learned to breathe.

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