Hollow Lights - Acoustic Guitar Ballad (Oct 2025)

The idea

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We are the hollow lights: flicker, fade, repeat—broken rites where hearts used to beat, prayers that return only as silence, ashes through glass. Desire burns and dies “in circuits cold and blind”; the ending is pulse dissolving in mist, no savior, no amends, only a dream that ceased.

Even tagged electronic, the mood is dark ballad: modern orphanhood under empty sky. I hear a generation’s metaphysics in miniature—seeking what none will find, gods absent, shadows passing. Beauty here is the honesty of the hollow, the small light that knows it is only a flicker and still names itself.