On the brink of war 2022 (Techno 2.0 Remix)

Human poem, AI music. An old piece in a new dark techno version. [Verse 1] On the crumbling edge of a fragile peace, With gentle sorrow, I wait for release. As monsters of hatred rise from the deep, And hurricanes of anger wake from their sleep. I cling to my humanity, frayed and thin, Searching for hope where the doubts begin. [Chorus] Maybe it’s my fault, maybe if I could show, Through words or a sign, so that everyone would know, That in every dying flame, every world torn apart, We are there too, right in their breaking heart... [Bridge] In this blood-stained world where shadows grow, I seek the virtue that’s buried low. Standing on the shore of a peace in decay, I dread the cold silence that’s coming our way, The indifference of death... [Chorus] Maybe it’s my fault, maybe if I could show, Through words or a sign, so that everyone would know, That in every dying flame, every world torn apart, We are there too, right in their breaking heart... ... Through words or a sign, so that everyone would know...