A darkwave gothic song set inside a forgotten medieval castle, where Sindy exists only as art — stained glass, oil paintings, and silent confession.
This song explores memory, identity, and the feeling of being preserved instead of understood. Through candlelit halls, sacred imagery, and frozen portraits, Sindy tells a story of a voice trapped in stone, glass, and paint.
LYRICS:
[Intro][Spoken Word]
Stone remembers every name,
Even when the voice is gone.
[Verse 1]
I stand inside the candle glow,
Where every wall still knows my face.
Frames of gold, a borrowed crown,
Eyes that follow, mouths that wait.
They pass me like a history,
A story told but never read.
I’m hanging where the silence sings,
Alive in what they never said.
[Pre-Chorus]
If you lean in close enough,
You’ll hear me breathing through the cracks.
[Chorus]
I’m not the girl you came to save,
I’m not the queen you think you see.
I’m every word I never gave,
Still trapped inside the memory.
I shine in glass, I fade in paint,
I kneel where all the secrets stay.
If you’re listening, I confess—
I never learned how to escape.
[Verse 2]
They dressed me up in borrowed faith,
Sainted light around my head.
Colored glass and quiet prayers,
For all the things I never said.
They wanted stillness, not my truth,
A perfect pose, a frozen plea.
So I learned how not to move,
And let the world decide for me.
[Pre-Chorus]
Every candle burns for someone,
But none of them were meant for me.
[Chorus]
I’m not the girl you came to save,
I’m not the queen you think you see.
I’m every word I never gave,
Still trapped inside the memory.
I shine in glass, I fade in paint,
I kneel where all the secrets stay.
If you’re listening, I confess—
I never learned how to escape.
[Bridge]
If I break, would anyone know?
If I scream, would it stain the wall?
I’ve been watching centuries pass,
Still waiting for the fall.
[Final Chorus]
I’m not the girl you came to save,
I’m not the name they carved in stone.
I’m every truth they locked away,
To keep this kingdom feeling whole.
I shine in glass, I fade in paint,
I kneel where all the secrets stay.
If you’re listening, I confess—
I was alive…
I was alive…
I was alive this whole time.
[Outro][Spoken Word]
Stone remembers every name.
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