Borek - Borek & AI Band - Faith, Love, Hope and Death (Official video)
Borek - Borek & AI Band - Faith, Love, Hope and Death (Official video)
Borek & AI Band - Faith, Love, Hope and Death (Official video)
Oficiální videoklip
Vznik: 21.2.2026
#music #metal #dark #gothicrock #gothic #aivideo #ai #czech Lyrics:
Verse 1:
Faith in my pocket, a hole in my soul,
Dark heavy footsteps, the light's lost its role.
Darkness is whispering the path has been erased,
Death ticks in my ears —
I know now what must be faced.
Chorus:
Love, hope, and faith — what is left to remain?
Love, hope, and faith — death is watching again.
When death at your threshold whispers your name.
What was? What is left? Where are you aiming your flame?
Verse 2:
Hope disappeared yesterday, turned round the bend,
Empty dead streets, step by step to the end.
I search for the truth but the mirror just lies,
Blood slowly drips, and silence helps you survive.
Chorus:
Love, hope, and faith — what is left to remain?
Love, hope, and faith — death is watching again.
When death at your threshold whispers your name.
What was? What is left? Where are you aiming your flame?
Verse 3:
Faith in my pocket, a hole in my soul,
Dark heavy footsteps, the light's lost its role.
I search for the truth but the mirror just lies,
Blood slowly drips, and silence helps you survive.
Chorus:
Love, hope, and faith — what is left to remain?
Love, hope, and faith — death is watching again.
When death at your threshold whispers your name.
What was? What is left? Where are you aiming your flame?
Bridge:
Words hollow and empty, just echoes and shade,
On the soul there are scars, heavy blues won't fade.
Faith starts to shatter, love burns like a flame,
Hope whispers softly it's done playing games.
Chorus:
Love, hope, and faith — what is left to remain?
Love, hope, and faith — death is watching again.
When death at your threshold whispers your name.
What was? What is left? Where are you aiming your flame?
Love, hope, and faith — what is left to remain?
Love, hope, and faith — death is watching again.
When death at your threshold whispers your name.
What was? What is left? Where are you aiming your flame?