SixOY - Letter to Mom (Mood Video)

Sleep peacefully, brothers! We will not forget you! RIP... New song “Letter to Mom“ by SixOY. Lyrics: In trenches deep, the night’s a crushing weight, Me and my brother, bound by war’s cruel fate. He was my shield, my laugh in freezing dark, Now he’s gone, left a hole where stars once sparked. Ambush flared, like a blade through my spine, They took him quick, left me lost in the grime. Blood on my hands, my pulse a battle drum, I hear his echo, but my fight’s going numb. Memories cut, like shrapnel in my chest, Summer’s glow, where we’d dream and we’d rest. Your voice, Mom, like a lighthouse in my head, But I’m sinking fast, in this sea of the dead. I’m sorry, Mom, I won’t make it back home, My path’s been severed in this hell we’ve been thrown. This letter’s scrawled with tears and endless pain, Your son’s departing where the rivers remain. I’m sorry, Mom, I couldn’t hold you tight, My light’s burned out, but keep me in your sight. Pray for the fallen, for those lost in the fray, I’m with my brother in the skies far away. I see our yard, where the willow kissed the stream, We’d talk of futures, chase a wide-open dream. His laugh was bright, like the spring’s morning dew, Now just silence in a grave meant for two. I see your kitchen, smell the bread that you baked, Your gentle eyes that kept my heart from the ache. But bullets scream, and I’m falling to dust, This final stand is my ultimate trust. Your porchlight glows in the back of my mind, Where I was a kid, where the world was still kind. Now I’m here, in the mud, in the fire’s cruel glow, And I know, dear Mom, it’s my time to let go. I’m sorry, Mom, I won’t make it back home, My path’s been severed in this hell we’ve been thrown. This letter’s scrawled with tears and endless pain, Your son’s departing where the rivers remain. I’m sorry, Mom, I couldn’t hold you tight, My light’s burned out, but keep me in your sight. Pray for the fallen, for those lost in the fray, I’m with my brother in the skies far away. Blood stains the page, I can’t finish this note, But every word’s a thread to keep us afloat. Remember the fields where we ran through the dawn, Our songs in the wind, on that old dusty lawn. I see my brother, he’s waving me near, He’s waiting where peace drowns the echoes of fear. Don’t cry, Mom, I’ll live on in your soul, In your heart’s quiet, where our memories roll. I’m sorry, Mom... I’m sorry, Mom... I’m sorry, Mom, I won’t make it back home, My path’s been severed in this hell we’ve been thrown. This letter’s scrawled with tears and endless pain, Your son’s departing where the rivers remain. I’m sorry, Mom, I couldn’t hold you tight, My light’s burned out, but keep me in your sight. Pray for the fallen, for those lost in the fray, I’m with my brother in the skies far away. The wind takes my cry to the silent unknown, This letter’s done, to my brother I’m shown. Mom, I’m sorry, I’m your debt unpaid, My final breath is your face that won’t fade. I’m sorry, Mom... --- #mom #lettertomom #rip #war #sixoy #numetal #rock