A battle-scarred narrator, hardened by daylight betrayals, regret, and the slow bleed of hope, now scoffs at midnight monsters and ghostly claws—declaring that the real wilder things wear iron smiles and walk unhidden in plain sight—while they stand defiant amid cracking floors and whispering shadows, too broken-and-rebuilt to ever break again.
#dark #gothic #metal #progressivemetal #ballad
