intro.

In the infinite dance of life and death We have come together to heal and reveal the truth that brought us here today I must admit I've been silently dying inside for too long Every lie of "I'm fine" only dug me deeper into the grave As my world sporadically spiraled out of control I was forced to reinvent myself and my identity It was then when I was shattered and lifeless on the floor Music kept me together and completely took over me But I wasn't the artist anymore this time I became the muse for the art to craft a story of its own—parallel to mine This is a death of the creator's authority over their art And this is a birth of the story that was dying to be—dying to be told