G. Graves
G. is 26 years old.
He is the Lead Singer of Casket Crew.
G. is also known as "Dullahan".
G. is located in Bucharest at Fitness Bucharest.
G. likes to exercise at the gym during off hours and is trying to compose music in order to get ahead professionally.
I can’t wait to go solo.
Waves of Despair
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Song Details
Waves of Despair is Singalong music in tempo Andante. The music is perfect and the lyrics are incredible. The song was written 4/13/2024 by G. Graves. The originality is perfect.
| Fame: |
46 |
| Popularity: |
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| Stage Potential: |
30 |
| Genre: |
Punk Rock |
| Owner: |
Casket Crew |
| First Revealed: |
4/14/2024 |
Dominant Instruments
Drums
Electric Guitar
Bass Guitar
Lead Vocals
Backup Vocals
Special Lyrics
(Verse 1)
On the shore, where the wild winds wail,
Under the cloak of a stormy veil,
The waves crash in, with relentless flare,
Singing the songs of despair.
(Chorus)
Waves of despair, crashing over me,
In their fierce embrace, I'm lost at sea.
Riding the storm, in the tempest's snare,
I'm engulfed by the waves of despair.
(Verse 2)
The ocean's roar, a haunting call,
In its depth, the lost souls fall.
Each crest a memory, each trough a scare,
In the rhythm of the waves of despair.
(Chorus)
Waves of despair, crashing over me,
In their fierce embrace, I'm lost at sea.
Riding the storm, in the tempest's snare,
I'm engulfed by the waves of despair.
(Bridge)
In the eye of the storm, I find my plea,
A silent scream in the vast, angry sea.
With each wave that breaks, I'm aware,
Of the deep, dark depth of despair.
(Verse 3)
On the beach, where the night ends,
The sea's lament, never pretends.
In the relentless surge, I see my share,
Of the relentless, cruel waves of despair.
(Chorus)
Waves of despair, crashing over me,
In their fierce embrace, I'm lost at sea.
Riding the storm, in the tempest's snare,
I'm engulfed by the waves of despair.
(Outro)
As the storm calms, in the breaking dawn,
The sea's sorrowful tune still carries on.
In the quiet surf, I find my repair,
Whispering with the waves of despair.