Mikrokosmos Lyrics English Novels & Stories

Somewhere behind the counter, the radio was playing carols too quietly to make out the words, just enough to fill the silence Victoria had left behind her. "Is she gone?" Chloe stage-whispered, peering out the fogged glass like Victoria might still be lurking in the snowbank. "She's gone." "Did we survive?" "Barely," Maya said, sinking onto the stool behind the register, legs finally giving out from under her. She pressed both palms against her eyes. "I need a minute. Possibly a year." "Take it." I crossed the shop toward her, snow still melting off my shoulders onto the wood floor, close enough now to see her hands were shaking, fine and fast. "For what it's worth, that wasn't about you."

"End of passion play, crumbling away; I'm your source of self-destruction; Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear; Leading on your death's construction…" "Turn that off! Pleaaasseee…" She screamed. "You don't like the track of our favourite band. That can’t be the case." She could hear the sarcasm in Mike's words who was sitting on the armchair next to the sofa, still holding the drip. He turned the volume up. The characteristic guitar riffs and Hetfield's vocals reminded her of many painful memories. "Master of puppets, I'm pulling your strings; Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams; Blinded by me, you can't see a thing; Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream…"

“The gang's all here.” I expected to feel overwhelmed or freaked out by their presence, but instead, I felt… whole. Complete. Like puzzle pieces finally clicking into place after being scattered for too long. “We are all you,” Astra confirmed, clearly picking up on my thoughts. “Different aspects of the same whole.” Nyx butted her massive head against my hand, and I buried my fingers in her thick fur. “Each with our own gifts to offer.”

Cosmo gasped “m-my f-friends! My FAMILY!” He scooped up the slopping guts around him and let them splatter to the ground from between his fingers. He threw his head back and wailed. The heartbreaking misery echoed off the blood-soaked walls above him. The bodies hanging over the levels only stared at us, their liquified eyeballs crying onto the dead below. “I d-don’t want t-to live” Cosmo whined, before clutching at his ears “their screams won’t stop! Make them stop, please!”

He probably came straight from the club. "Yeah we are finishing a new song." "Damn really? Alright let me hear." The producer put the song and Mike sat down on the chair beside me as the song started. Soon in the first lines, I felt a smile coming to my face, but I looked at him and he got an unpleasant look on his face. “If I’m breathin’ You must be the reason If you leave me My world will become crimson”

They stood together, their souls intertwined, as they became attuned to the eternal song—a symphony that echoed through the cosmos, carrying the harmonies of love, wisdom, and divine purpose. The song of the cosmos was beautiful and pure, like a single note of light that could be heard in every corner of existence. It spoke of harmony, unity, and grace. Its vibrations filledIsabella and Luca with hope and love, blending together to form an ever-evolving melody that rose up from the depths of their souls.

I told myself I need to sleep. NEXT DAY LISA'S POV Don’t make me love you music 🎶🎶🎶 The white foam rose🎶🎶🎶 Why do you keep smiling at me🎶🎶🎶 Making me realize this is a dream🎶🎶🎶 Why is your sad face circling around me?🎶🎶 Really freaky, my heart is mixed up🎶🎶🎶

----------------- "Take me to the Moon Show me the stars This journey is just limited to tonight Don’t meet me tomorrow. Take me to the Moon Show me the stars I’m burning like a flame Come and extinguish me Take me to the Moon I agree that I am intoxicated right now, That I am fragranced by desire I am a tavern, I am a goblet(filled with alcohol) Why are You afraid of drinking me? Just take me tonight And make me all yours. Make the night so magical That my soul will cherish it Till my last breath. Take me to the moon tonight."

Sighing, she looked beyond the horizon. She could hear the crickets in the forest nearby and the occasional gust of wind as well as the crashing waves below the cliff. Suddenly, music echoed in the air when Gideon plucked the strings of the guitar. Jewel heard his voice again and it's making her heart beat faster. "For by faith, we believe that what is seen has been made by what is unseen," Gideon whispered. "Blessed are those who have not seen yet still believe."

My body freezes and I look at the three of them, my sisters, their eyes glowing as the colors swirl within like captured star fire. The joy in their expressions is palatable, filling the room as they look to me as a new hope as if everything rests on my shoulders. “It will be glorious,” Cosima exalts, holding her arms up in prayer, “Once the celestial fire burns through you, everything will become clear. You will see the words now written, and hear the song once known.”