“T H E A R E A W A S B O M B E D”

[Intro – distant siren wail, sparse feedback hum] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 1 – slow, chugging guitar, muted snare] Dust still clings to broken door frames Silence sits where laughter claimed Cracked glass glints in the gray light No one’s left to win this fight [Pre-Chorus – building bassline, rising tension] The air still tastes of burnt concrete Every shadow holds a memory [Chorus 1 – distorted guitar crash, pounding toms] The area was bombed, the walls all fell What we built now lies in hell No more songs, no more warm meals Just the ghost of how we used to feel [Verse 2 – eerie reverb on vocals, minimal drums] A child’s doll lies torn and frayed A photo frame where faces faded Crumpled pages of a old book Tell a story no one’s left to look [Pre-Chorus 2 – intensifying bass, distant industrial clank] The streets are dead, the windows black No one’s coming to take us back [Chorus 2 – layered vocals, heavier guitar] The area was bombed, our home erased All our love now gone to waste No more steps on the front porch Just the wind that’s left to scorch [Bridge – sparse piano, whispered vocals] We searched for signs of what we lost But the rubble swallowed every cost No echoes left of our goodbye Just the quiet that won’t die [Solo – screaming distorted guitar, chaotic feedback] (Instrumental Solo) [Final Chorus – full band, maximum intensity] The area was bombed, the light went out All our hope turned inside out No more dawn to chase the dark Just the scar where we left our mark [Outro – fading guitar, distant siren fading] Dust settles on the empty space No one’s left to take their place