Adrenaline thirst.(DW+Gotic)

[Intro – instrumental: ambient synth pad, distant thunder, slow pulsing bass drum, 8 bars] [Verse 1 – clean, whispered male vocal, sparse guitar arpeggios] Adrenaline thirst – a burning ache, But in my soul – just dust and sand. Hope twisted tight, for goodness' sake, A choking lump won't let me stand. [Pre-Chorus – synth swells, drums enter with heavy tom fills, vocal rises] (oh-oh-oh...) The weight is crushing me down, The mirrors show only a frown... [Chorus – full distorted guitars, double bass drums, growl + clean layered vocal] Yet still I hear: "You're lucky, man!" – And pulse drums hard against my brow. Make me feel alive – if all that's wrong Is locked in mirrors, sealed up now! A dawn the color of blood, a blazing ray, Scatter my ashes to the gale! I crave the light – or maybe nay – I'd trade it all for your mirage's veil. (veil...) [Post-Chorus – instrumental break: heavy guitar riff, synth solo, 4 bars] [Verse 2 – low growled vocal, chugging palm-muted guitars] You stare at heaven like a hound That's just been kicked and left to bleed. Your eyes are pitch-black, darkness-bound, And void… lures sweetly, like a feed. (feed...) [Bridge – stripped down to piano and haunting strings, clean vulnerable vocal] Something is missing, clear as day – My zest has fled to monks somewhere. My pulse no longer races – grey, No wishes left. A fence – just there. [Build-up – snare rolls, hi-hats accelerate, distorted bass drone, whispered spoken word] If someone held a torch to my heart, And kindled me with just one spark – Where are you, white angel? Depart? Open the gates, don't leave me dark... (dark...) [Chorus – full power, layered growls and clean harmonies, with gang vocals] Yet still I hear: "You're lucky, man!" – And pulse drums hard against my brow! Make me feel alive – if all that's wrong Is locked in mirrors, sealed up now! A dawn the color of blood, a blazing ray, Scatter my ashes to the gale! I crave the light – or maybe nay – I'd trade it all for your mirage's veil! (your mirage's veil...) [Instrumental – epic guitar solo over synth pad, heavy reverb, 8 bars] [Verse 3 – half‑time doom riff, exhausted clean vocal] A frozen wanderer, at his brink, Too tired to chase the horizon's gleam. When thoughts are dead and goals extinct, Why need an umbrella in the desert's dream? (dream...) [Final Build-up – drum fill, keyboard sweep, vocals chant in canon] (oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh...) Break the chains, break the night! (oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh...) Set me free – or hold me tight! [Final Chorus – maximum intensity, orchestral hits, distorted bass] Yet still I hear: "You're lucky, man!" – And pulse drums hard against my brow! Make me feel alive – if all that's wrong Is locked in mirrors, sealed up now! A dawn the color of blood, a blazing ray, Scatter my ashes to the gale! I crave the light – or maybe nay – I'd trade it all for your mirage's veil! (for your mirage's veil...) [Outro – fading distortion, ethereal synth, spoken word over reverb] The night grows black. Store‑window light drips, soft and slow… And somewhere far, the battles rack… (whispered: "lucky man... lucky man...") (fade to silence)