Mobster’s Ballad by Girard
Mobster’s Ballad
Verse 1:
In the (alleys )where the (shadows )crawl,
A young (dreamer) hears the (midnight) call.
From the (whispers )of the (city’s )seam,
He’s chasing (power, )living the( dream.)
Pre-Chorus:
With a (heart )of steel and a soul so cold,
He’s (forging )legends, stories told.
But the (night’s) allure is a dangerous thing,
Every (rise) comes with a bitter sting.
Chorus:
Oh, the mobster’s ballad, a tale of pride,
(A king on the rise, a fall to hide.)
In the grand parade of glory’s grace,
He’ll dance alone in the final place.
(, the mobster’s ballad, a symphony of pain,)
In the echoes of the city’s rain.
(Through the grandeur and the final breath,)
He’ll hear the song of his own death.
Verse 2:
Gold and (silver) in the (city’s )light,
But (the )darkness creeps into the night.
Every deal,( every) price paid (high,)
Will (leave )a mark on the( destined )sky.
Pre-Chorus:
In the heart of power, secrets dwell,
(A rise to fame) and a deep, (dark well.)
In the grandeur, shadows find their play,
As the empire crumbles( day by day.)
Chorus:
Oh, the mobster’s ballad, (a tale of pride,)
A king on the rise, (a fall to hide.)
In the (grand )parade of glory’s grace,
He’ll dance(alone )in the final place.
Oh, the mobster’s (ballad,) a symphony of pain,
In the echoes of the (city’s )rain.
Through the grandeur and the (final )breath,
He’ll hear the song of his own (death.)
Bridge:
The curtains (close) on a grand facade,
The throne of power, (now cold and flawed.)
In the (silence) where the legends fade,
He’ll find a( shadow) where dreams are laid.
Chorus:
Oh, the mobster’s ballad, (a tale of pride,)
A king on the rise,( a fall to hide.)
In the grand parade of glory’s grace,
He’ll dance alone in the final place.
Oh, the (mobster’s ballad,) (a symphony of pain,)
In the echoes of the city’s rain.
Through the grandeur and the final breath,
He’ll hear the song of (his own death.)
Outro:
In the grand halls where the (silence falls,)
He’ll be remembered in the shadows’ (calls.)
A mobster’s tale of glory and woe,
In the ballad of a life, we’ll always know.