A nostalgic waltz for the masks we outgrow. “Farewell to My Clowns” captures the ache of letting go — of lies, habits, and selves that once kept us safe but now hold us back. It’s a darkly beautiful goodbye to what we’ve been, and a trembling step toward who we truly are. That bittersweet balance between grief and liberation defines the soul of your song. Gothic Symphonic / Dark Folk / Operatic Waltz anchored in Symbolist / Decadent Poetry.
🎵 Farewell to My Clowns
Farewell to silent years,
To hearts that never bled.
I lived among my clowns,
Where love was left unsaid.
Burn the veil, break the chain,
Let the calm be gone, embrace the pain.
Claim the dark, though I may fall —
I’ll light the flame against the wall.
The fire inside still trembles,
The calm I can’t regain.
The dark keeps calling softly,
Through hurt, through loss, through flame.
They painted smiles around me,
Their laughter filled the air.
But every cheer grew hollow,
And I was never there.
Burn the veil, break the chain,
Let the calm be gone, embrace the pain.
Claim the dark, though I may fall —
I’ll light the flame against the wall.
Each joy is wrapped in sorrow,
Each tear a borrowed song.
The night still keeps my secrets,
And holds them all too long.
Let wolves lament my rest,
Let demons guard my breath.
There’s no mercy in the dawn —
Farewell, my jest, my death.
Burn the veil, break the chain,
Let the calm be gone, embrace the pain.
Claim the dark, though I may fall —
I’ll light the flame against the wall.