» Cursed Artists « • Nightcore | Dark | Trip-Hop

I wanted to experience a new genre, and I recently discovered trip-hop and immediately LOVED it! Cursed Artists is a blend of intense emotion and heavy, powerful soundscapes, perfect for those who (still) enjoy nightcore remixes too ~
Tools used : AI (Suno, DALL-E) | Non-AI (Specterr, PremierePro) | Lyrics by Sonataeris
Lyrics :
[Intro]
The artist's curse is to create, not to live.
[Verse 1]
He’s all alone in his workshop
As time comes to a stop.
Memories of who he was,
Haunt the place of his demise.
And under the pale moonlight’s glow
All that remains is a shadow.
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh Vince, oh dear can’t you see,
From the curse you can not flee.
Trapped from your mind, let your brain be the canvas.
[Chorus]
Once a joyful man now a shell,
People will never understand.
Sunflowers for tolling bell,
No one ever gave him a hand.
But rest in peace for today,
Your legacy is not all gray,
Now you know of the artist curse,
Twisted, tragic, melancholic, perverse.
[Verse 2]
A fleeting candle lights his face,
As he falls asleep in a haunting grace,
Clever yet misunderstood,
Tears rolling on the desk’s rosewood.
He pours his heart and his whole soul,
In poems, he has lost control.
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh Edgar, oh dear can’t you see,
From the curse you can not flee.
Trapped from your mind, let your brain be the canvas.
[Chorus]
Once a youthful man now a shell,
People will never understand.
Raven cawks for tolling bell,
No one ever gave him a hand.
But rest in peace for today,
Your legacy is not all gray,
Now you know of the artist curse,
Twisted, tragic, melancholic, perverse.
[Verse 3]
She adjusts her hair as she sighs,
One more evening filled with lies.
She’s not okay but they want more,
This one song they all adore.
By the morning it will all be a blur,
Success and fame poison her.
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh Amy, oh dear can’t you see,
From the curse you can not flee.
Trapped from your mind, let your brain be the canvas.
[Chorus]
Once a lively girl now a shell,
People will never understand.
Crowd applauses for tolling bell,
No one ever gave him a hand.
But rest in peace for today,
Your legacy is not all gray,
Now you know of the artist curse,
Twisted, tragic, melancholic, perverse.
[Bridge]
Vince. Edgar. Amy.
Paul. Arthur. Jim.
A few lost souls but there are hundreds.
Society as their enemy,
Their fate now fills us with dread.
The curse of the artist resonates…
Madness in the shadows waits !
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh listener, oh dear can’t you see,
From the curse you can not flee.
Trapped from your mind, let your brain be the canvas.
[Final Chorus]
Once a genius now a shell,
People will never understand.
Cries in the night for tolling bell,
No one ever gave them a hand.
But rest in peace for today,
Your legacy is not all gray,
Now you know of the artist curse,
Twisted, tragic, melancholic, perverse.
Now you know of the artist curse,
Twisted, tragic, melancholic, perverse.

[@chaviciesotsu5362]

Okay now this is *DARK* ! 🌑

[@sonataeris]

More dark songs in the near future I hope, love this dark trip-hop vibe 💜