Vedanto_Art · English · 2026-10-02 · heavy metal, power ballad, authenticity
Une power ballad heavy metal pour la vie sans filtre : des couplets rauques, enroués de whisky, qui montent vers un refrain planant, guitares à haut gain et batterie martelée. Contre l'existence dictée par l'algorithme et la perfection des réseaux sociaux ; pour les masques brisés, la peau tannée par les intempéries et le miracle silencieux d'un café du matin sans représentation. Dans l'esprit du metal des années quatre-vingt-dix : pas d'Auto-Tune, pas de filtres.
Another dawn breaks through the silence I feel the weight of grace upon my skin No filters here, no borrowed violence Just the pulse of life that's born within
The coffee steams, the birds are calling Small miracles I failed to see before My masks are cracked, the sky is falling Into a peace I can't ignore
I'm stripping down to elemental truth No likes, no shares, no borrowed youth
Gratefully grounded – in the dirt where real men stand Gratefully grounded – with these rough and jagged hands No frame, no game, no pleasing crowd Just me, my soul, unbowed Authentic, broken, proud
Your algorithm won't define me Your trending truth is not my own I walk the path that lies behind me The seeds of self that I have sown
No perfect shot, no staged reflection Just scars and smiles and weathered skin In this imperfect imperfection Is where the real life begins
I'm taking off the masks I wore To find what I was fighting for
Stand up! Stand out! Don't bend, don't break! For every new day given This life is yours to take!
No filters! No lies! Just truth until the end! Myself, my only friend!
Gratefully grounded – in the earth where freedom grows Gratefully grounded – where the honest river flows No frame, no game, no golden cage I am my own damn page Unfiltered, raw, and sage
Just grateful for the morning Just humble in the light Gratefully grounded... Just gratefully grounded.