Bleed The Noise is an AI music project created with Suno, from Canary Islands.
The project explores different genres, moods, and sonic textures, blending human creativity with artificial intelligence to create original music without boundaries.
Each track is an experiment, driven by atmosphere, emotion, and raw sound, constantly evolving and embracing the unexpected.
All rights reserved. This song and its content are the exclusive property of Bleed The Noise. Unauthorized use, reproduction, or redistribution is strictly prohibited.
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LYRICS:
The cure they sell — it shines in decay.
They promise the world, then walk away.
And if it burns, they smile and say:
“The fire will cleanse — it’s just the way.”
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They preach of balance, peace, and light, while pulling strings behind the fight.
They sell you dreams in perfect frames, and brand your hope with borrowed names.
They paint the truth in shades of grey, they change their stance from day to day.
They make you kneel, they make you cheer, then whisper doubt into your ear.
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Watch them rise, the crowd obeys, their polished lies ignite the stage.
They claim we’re one — you know too well, the line they feed is what they sell.
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The cure they sell — it shines in decay. They promise the world, then walk away.
And if it burns, they smile and say: “The fire will cleanse — it’s just the way.”
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They wave old flags, the names all new, each broken word repainted blue.
They chant for change, they fake the fall, the show goes on they own it all.
Each speech rehearsed, each headline sold, each smile rehearsed a thousandfold.
They build your faith, they frame your pain, and cash it out again, again.
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Hear them vow the perfect plan, to save the world, to lead, to stand.
You wait to see their kingdom fall, they’ll change the sign — that’s all.
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The cure they sell — it shines in decay. They promise the world, then walk away.
And if it burns, they smile and say: “The fire will cleanse — it’s just the way.”
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Watch them rise, the crowd obeys, their polished lies ignite the stage.
They claim we’re one — you know too well, the line they feed is what they sell.
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The cure they sell — buying your trust. They promise forever, but turn to dust.
And if it burns, they smile and say: “The fire will cleanse — it’s just the way.”
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The cure they sell — they bless the disguise. And the cost is yours… every time.
And if it burns, they smile and say: “The fire will cleanse — it’s just the way.”
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