Written & Produced by: Yunus Emre Aydın Lyrics: * A distant friend now the virtue outtold Knocking steps over the hedges unbound Denying the end, a drifter tracing his line, A lone memory—the solace in a world so cold. * Rejoice, sweet madness, for you're yet untouched by time. No cold flesh yet to rot beneath your embrace, Nor flowers blooming where your head would grace, No mercy shall quiet the ache of your blaze, Nor shall your name be lost in sorrow's rhyme. * I watched the slow unraveling of woven ways, Fractured like a word no time could mend. While fervor turned and feasted on its core, Beneath a veil where dwindling hopes lay sore, Rose life's cry — tainted and unnamed * Broods of dream, their nests hollowed deep, Headlong against the soil that grants no sleep. A smile aged white in a sudden lapse, Far from the warmth nostalgia traps. They lie in sync beneath a snowbound shade, Low chords of pleading, bound to fade. A tardy herald of a death too swift No mourner came to send him adrift. The earth, this time, has overstepped its role, Named by what it gives and what it stole. Did he mistake the noose for a friendly rope, Or was he always drunk on borrowed hope? Galloping down, still headlong through the plain What was this ache you nursed within your frame? * I watched the slow unraveling of woven ways, Fractured like a word no time could mend. While fervor turned and feasted on its core, Beneath a veil where dwindling hopes lay sore, Rose life's cry — tainted and unnamed * I saw the end, O hunter As you gathered the buds of the night in their dance, Each one painting my being in quiet hues. I saw what stillness meant—melting, unashamed. The only thing I lost—to recur, yet ever strange. The tremor that kept vigil at the edge of fate Let me die, unshadowed by its name. * The radiant fury—unworthy of such hate. The life I spared—a child the world forsakes. If not that, then what has made me stray? If not that—whose burden is the weight? To whom shall the reckoning descend? What color were her eyes... while yet they wept the past? What color were her eyes... as tears clung, unsurpassed? * I watched the slow unraveling of woven ways, Fractured like a word no time could mend. While fervor turned and feasted on its core, Beneath a veil where dwindling hopes lay sore, Rose life's cry — tainted and unnamed * I watched the slow unraveling of woven ways, Fractured like a word no time could mend. While fervor turned and feasted on its core, Beneath a veil where dwindling hopes lay sore, (Rose life's cry) Yet I watched the unraveling of woven ways, Fractured like a word no time could mend. While fervor turned and feasted on its core, Beneath a veil where dwindling hopes lay sore, Rose life's cry — tainted and unnamed * What color were her eyes... while yet they wept the past? What color were her eyes... as tears clung, unsurpassed? more

Written & Produced by: Yunus Emre Aydın Lyrics: * In the gutters of the past, a burden now I bear, With every moment, my eyelids grow more unaware. Where is the dream whose tune once rang so true? Why does the sky fade with each loss I accrue? This gloom that engulfs me, whose sorrow does it construe? * Beneath the misty chill of night, I heard it whisper low, A herald of departure yet unbroken in its woe. The grand demise I nurtured deep with scorn and spite, A solstice of ruin, where in trenches I took flight. * If its sprawl was but an unseemly, aimless line, Why is this stolen memory in your gaze confined? The flickering spark, once entranced, now drains away, All I have been shall be buried deeper with each breath’s decay. * Grudge, breathes new life into every part of me. Grudge, lines up stolen lives at its fingertips in decree. Grudge, grants its sacred purge to only those who earn. Grudge, stains my every step with bodies torn and burned. Grudge, fills the void where hollow souls reside. Grudge, sharpens as the flames consume what’s inside. Grudge, decays before the weight of my disdain. Hate, decays. Hate, decays. Hate, decays. Grudge decays. * As the pieces fell, you opened your palms and began to pray, For what remained would be an illusion well-earned, they say. Yet with the purest feelings you held close to your chest, You were silenced—while four voices screamed, as if no tomorrow was left. * If its sprawl was but an unseemly, aimless line, Why is this stolen memory in your gaze confined? The flickering spark, once entranced, now drains away, All I have been shall be buried deeper with each breath’s decay. * Grudge decays. Grudge decays. Grudge decays. Grudge decays. Grudge decays. Grudge decays. more

Written & Produced by: Yunus Emre Aydın Lyrics: Exhale Sinking deeper Under the skin assumed Under the shades of the forgotten Can someone feel too much Yet appears done but vivid Yet farewell bruised condolence Smile woven blossoms in strait * Is it a fragility made from delusions that I have nurtured within Or a lament scorched in the fire of solitude's cruel grin? The more I feigned your absence the fainter grew your trace Yet in my longing for your presence my breath was edged with grace And if we were never whole but merely torn apart Then what remains but echoes of your leaving in my heart? * Songs I wish not to follow linger in this stain of blue A lack that sinks its teeth in me as life drifts out of view Loves unlearned no grandeur found mere reflections lost in time A light that fades within your gaze abandoned or entwined Was I not but a specter draped in an unseen name A silence carved from absence a ghost without a claim? * A man carved from the marrow of abandonment I have become A cry unformed a fate unwritten a life left fragmented yet gone I have learned why these remnants cling like dust to my skin Why every street I vanish in still calls my name from within * Can someone feel too much? * The beauty that remained shall live here in your arms A farewell once bestowed now a foreigner lost to its charms The future I once knew is no longer mine With every step my rotten parts fall behind With every step I pale I stray Drifting further from life fading away * A memory of living executed hung upon my neck A withered wound I fought to keep alive beyond my right Turns out the touch of you was but a mystery unsaid The ache I deemed my equal now runs free where my knees nailed In every fragment of your soul the smile that speaks of life * A man carved from the marrow of abandonment I have become A cry unformed a fate unwritten a life left fragmented yet gone I have learned why these remnants cling like dust to my skin Why every street I vanish in still calls my name from within * Can someone feel too much? Can someone feel too much? Can someone feel too much? * Through the echo of love your hands in mine stay Never wavering never drifting away Like ivy entwining they flourish and grow Yet I'd never let go this much I know For life holds meaning in your embrace And if my end is in this place Then let it be by your gentle hand My final breath at your lips My spirit belongs to your everlasting comeliness * A man carved from the marrow of abandonment I have become A cry unformed a fate unwritten a life left fragmented yet gone I have learned why these remnants cling like dust to my skin Why every street I vanish in still calls my name from within * Can someone feel too much? Can someone feel too much? Can someone feel too much? more