Page 11 of Vengeful Melodies

For us.

For what it cost.

I don’t want to be a god.

I just want to survive the altar.

The room thickens with tension. No one speaks.

Wefeelit.

The weight of being seen.

I grip the mic like it’s the only thing holding me together.

Alix starts the beat.

Slow. Measured. A war drum calling us back to life.

Kai’s bass crawls under my skin.

Sebastian’s guitar follows—a scream trapped too long.

Then the words come.

“There is no hope… since you left me behind.”

Soft. Controlled.

A whisper before the storm.

“My brain won’t cope… with the wreck you left in my mind.”

I don’t tremble from nerves—

I tremble fromtruth.

“I’m dying slowly— Every breath is a sin I can’t rewind.”

Kai’s voice hits behind mine—low, cracked, like something drowning.

And then it shifts.

The rage.

I dig my fingers into the mic and scream.

“Do you not see the pain you threw at me?”

“Do you not know I made you a throne—

Just to watch you explode—

And drag my fucking heart with you?!”

Sebastian screams behind me, his guitar ripping through the silence like a buzzsaw.

The chorus slams in.