The Man Who Never Loved

[Intro] [Verse 1] A man of fifty years, with shadows in his stride, No faith in love’s sweet lie, no moon to guide his eyes. He treads a dusty path where daylight dares to fade, A bridge of splintered wood, the creek’s cold serenade. [Verse 2] The water hissed his name in tongues of twisted streams, The pines leaned close to watch, their branches clawed and lean. No heartbeat warmed his chest, no ghost of old desire— But the woods breathed alive with a hunger in the briar. [Chorus] Oh, the night’s got teeth where the lonely dare to tread, And the bridge moans low for the souls it’s left for d**d. He swore he’d never fall, but the dark knows every name— Now he’s racing through the thorns, and the earth screams in his wake. [Verse 3] The thicket swallowed whole, a throat of root and thorn, A whisper in the leaves—a voice he’d known before. A face without a shape, a laugh like breaking ice, Fingers traced his spine, “No love? Then pay the price.” [Bridge] The forest peeled its skin, revealed a hollow core, A choir of bones and dust sang hymns he’d heard folklore. The tales he’d mocked as lies now writhed beneath his feet, The ground split wide and hissed, “Your heart’s the final feast.” [Chorus] Oh, the night’s got teeth where the lonely dare to tread, And the bridge moans low for the souls it’s left for d**d. He swore he’d never fall, but the dark knows every name— Now he’s racing through the thorns, and the earth screams in his wake. [Outro]