Some Things Deserve Death before they are even born [Love and the Darkness] Gothic Metal Dark Wave

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This song is Part of the album "Love and The Darkness"
an Album inspired by the Baldurs Gate 3 fan fiction novel "What if..." written by ValenDrake
(english version)

Dieses Lied ist ein Titel des Albums "Love and the Darkness",
ein Album inspiriert durch den Fan Fiction Roman "Was wäre wenn..." zu Baldurs Gate 3 von ValenDrake
(Deutsche Version)


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Everything started with my Roleplaying Character "Peacock the bard" and telling his story in some generated songs. To share them with my dungeonmaster and the other players - I started a youtubechannel. Perhaps some other roleplayer would like the songs, or some ungeonmasters could use them for their campaigns...
Then - my character got "the Devil`s Fiddler" - (there ara songs about how that happened), and some songs got real popular on youtube (from my point of view.. more than 100 people listend to one song).
The next step was the Idea of my Dungeonmaster that Mephistopheles would like to make a Motto Party about undead Pirates.. and the channel "explodet"..
(It was great fun - 97 Followers - and I waited for the magical ONE HUNDRED - then: two followers left.. WHYYY? Big drama.. )
It was (and is) great fun, to experiment with youtube, and find out, how to feed the almighty algorithm. So I decidet to go another step further, and send (some of) my songs to a distributor.. and feel like a rockstar ;)
Now I even have reached the Youtube Partner Programm (Junior.. with 500 Subs) and Maybe one Day - I reach the magical 1000 ;)

So I hope you enjoy the music here just *like me*,
and I also would enjoy some feedback - If *you like*
about what *you like* , what you dislike, or what *you like* to tell me.

Thanks for listening

Peacock the Bard

Lyrics:
They thought they’d breed my strength, twist the gift I hold inside
A weapon made to bow, to break, to bend, to lie
I felt the chains, the bindings deep, their whispered threats of might
But I’d carve the darkness in my soul, to protect my own light

I refused the life they forced in me, a fate I could not bear
So I burned the bridges to my chains, left nothing breathing there

Some things deserve death before they are even born
For the pain they’d bring, the twisted paths they'd worn
Some lives are born to silence, to shadows that they scorn
Some things deserve death before they are even born

They locked me in their iron grips, shackled every breath
Wove their lies into my bones, spoke of life but dealt in death
Yet I broke their bindings, felt the iron bite and tear
With the fire of my own hand, I escaped their snare

The blood they wanted in me, a weapon they could wield
I tore it out and cast it down, my freedom was the shield

Some things deserve death before they are even born
For the chains they’d wear, for the life they’d scorn
Some fates are written in shadows worn and torn
Some things deserve death before they are even born

I see their faces in my dreams, the shadows of their schemes
The life they’d make me give, the child of their screams
But I chose my path, and though it cut me to the bone
I’d rather bear my scars than let them claim my soul

In every scar there’s power, a life I would not yield
For every tear I cast away, another wound I healed
They may have bound me once, but they will not again
I am my own salvation, I am my own revenge

For in the dark where shadows dwell, I forged a fate anew
I chose to let the silence speak, my heart loyal and true

Some things deserve death before they are even born
For the twisted seeds, for the wounds they'd adorn
I chose my fate, through blood and fire sworn
Some things deserve death before they are even born

I am the keeper of my soul, the choice was always mine
In darkness, I rise unbound, relentless, and divine