With the music loud, my spirits are high
Wrapped in ecstasy, erupts my voice
Shifting, shaping, shattering, never shy
I can not stop, I have to no other choice
In its tight grip, the melody holds me
Begone, judgement! You have no power here
Finally, fantastically I am free
This song is my home, my sanctuary
I need music like a rose needs the rain
I do not just hear, on music I thrive
It soothes the soul, and eases any pain
The world says, "Give up" music says, "Survive"
At total loss, when monsters come to play
My true sword, it keeps the demons at bay
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