#lyrical process

Every polished verse starts as a messy truth. Before the metaphors hit hard and the cadence locks in, there;s a raw draft chaotic, emotional, and unfiltered. This post explains the journey from the first scribble line. It leads to the final bar that echoes through speakers and souls. 🧠 Step 1: The Spark — Concept Over RhymesEvery verse begins with a feeling, a question, or a moment. Maybe it’s…

So... let’s see if you can all guess what I’m writing lyrics to after getting a little preview:

I’ve gotten used to all of these crazy disasters

I know the peace I thought existed was only just a sham

Back and forth, up and down, am I driven on this coaster

Just what is it that I must not lose sight of?

I’m force to believe everything is fair and equal

To never give up, to have hope, and et cetera

Love and hate, like and scorn, if you aren’t upfront and forward

Marionette

So I’ll wait until I can see your smiling face again

Be it weeks, months, years before that day

I will always have faith that we will one day meet again

Please never forget of the promise we had made

Until then I shall remain and wait

Diva of Despair

I give out my declaration

Of war against the entire human

They never knew how good they had it till they lost it all

And until their annihilation

I will go and remove any potential threats

Although I know that in the end I am just a pawn

For her goals

Destructive Goodwill

"I won’t let you die now

Not while I’m around

Just relax you’re in the care of Doctor Faust

I’m gonna’ make you better

‘Cause that what I do

So kick back and let the doctor heal you now"

Starry Story

I am... I am...

Someone that is helpless no more

I am... I am...

Someone that will keep on growing stronger

I am... I am...

Someone that will never be held back by doubts of who I am anymore

Does the Sheep Count Sheep

Now say good night

Bedtime’s ‘round the corner and the bedbugs’ll bite

Nightmares’ll gather ‘round your dreams

And devour you from inside

Magnolia Éclair

“For all the lives that my kingdom has lost

I will call down divine thunder’s roar

For on my sword I make this pledge:

‘Your sacrifice won't be in vain!’

For this war ends tonight

As I bring down divine lightning’s wraith

So long as I draw breath I haven’t lost

And I won’t rest