JensT - When the Ground Gave Way (Symphonic Deathcore Version)

The morning broke in silence, but the earth had other plans
A trembling in the distance, then it tore through every land
The streets we knew as children cracked like paper in a flame
And in a single breath, the world we loved would never be the same

The mountains seemed to crumble as the sky turned dark and grey
Homes we built with stories turned to dust and slipped away
I called out to my family, but the echo answered back
And in the ruins I stood shaking, as the daylight faded black

When the ground gave way, and our hearts fell too
We lost the life we had, and every dream we thought we knew
Now we stand in ash, holding hope against the fear
Waiting for a helping hand, praying for a voice to hear

Children wander barefoot through the remnants of their lives
Searching for the laughter that once filled their morning skies
Little hands reach out for comfort no one now can give
Trying to understand a world that forgot how to forgive

Families ripped to pieces like the earth that split apart
A silence hangs between us, heavy on the human heart
Cars lie crushed and folded like a past we can't return
And every tear reminds us of the lessons pain can burn

When the ground gave way, and our hearts fell too
We lost the life we had, and every dream we thought we knew
Now we stand in ash, holding hope against the fear
Waiting for a helping hand, praying for a voice to hear

There’s no water in the rivers, no more food along the roads
Just the weight of broken futures that no one here can hold
But we gather close together in the shadows of the night
Sharing stories, sharing warmth, sharing pieces of our light

Once this place was paradise, a haven full of song
Now it’s only echoes of the place where we belonged
An aimless land of wanderers, but still we carry on
Because even in the darkest hour, the heart insists on dawn

When the ground gave way, and our hearts fell too
We lost the life we had, and every dream we thought we knew
But we stand in ash, holding hope against the fear
Waiting for a helping hand, praying for a voice to hear

One day the earth will settle and the sun will break the haze
And we will rise from ruins, piece by piece, through distant days
For even when the world falls down and everything is torn
Hope remains a whisper—quiet, fragile, but reborn.