[NCS-022] HOLLOW LIGHT

✅ 100% Copyright Safe ✅ Free to Use ✅ Perfect for Background Music #ncs #ncsmusic #ncsrelease #ncsbgms [LYRICS] Flashin’ the diamond ring, masking the silent sting They only see the crown, never the violent thing I’m in the hollow light, fighting a shadow fight While you were sleeping sound, I was in shallow night Building a legacy, drowning in jealousy Trading my sanity just for the remedy They want the celebration, not the visceral ache Not the bitter frustration, or the literal break I had to stomach the loss, I had to plummet across Bridge of my failures, I’m paying the ultimate cost They see the shimmering glow, they don't see the quiver below They want the trophy to show, not the misery grow It’s a dangerous height, chasing the angelic light Paying the extortionate price in the strangle of night Yeah, the glory is loud, but the story is cold A warrior’s soul that was forced to unfold See, the persistence is cold, the resistance is bold Turning my miserable story to glistening gold I kept a monolithic drive, it was so prolific The way I handled the pain was vocalistic Behind the stadium flares and the radiant glares Is a broken anatomy climbing the gradient stairs No one was rooting for me, life was shooting at me I had to cut off the anchors that were booting the spree Now the trophy is heavy, it’s a lonely ascent Every moment of glory is just money well spent On the rejection and pride, on the infection inside The price of a champion—nowhere to question or hide. It’s a solitary path, doing the terrible math Counting the sacrifices in the numerical wrath I was discarded and bruised, I was hardened and used While the audience cheered, I was starving and fused To the pavement and grit, to the enslavement of it I had to bury my ghost just to stay in the fit Now the stadium screams, but they’re fading in dreams ‘Cause the person I was is bursting at the seams. They see the shimmering glow, they don't see the quiver below They want the trophy to show, not the misery grow It’s a dangerous height, chasing the angelic light Paying the extortionate price in the strangle of night Yeah, the glory is loud, but the story is cold A warrior’s soul that was forced to unfold The lights are blinding... But the dark is where I built this.