🎵 Letters from the Gallows - A Song of Regret, Truth, and the Last Confession

📝 Intro

“Letters from the Gallows” is a dark, cinematic blues ballad written from the edge of a final moment.
It speaks in smoke, jazz, and quiet confession — where regret hangs heavier than the rope itself.
Each verse unfolds like a last letter never meant to be sent, stained with memory, whiskey, and truth.
This song explores guilt, lost love, and the strange honesty that only arrives at the very end.

A cinematic silhouette scene of gallows, bare trees, and graves beneath a massive sunset, symbolizing death, regret, and a final confession.

---

🎧 Listen & Download

Now available on your favorite platforms:

◈ Listen on Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/album/3CirRrJ2rVUBGdzGCyMVHC

◈ Listen on Apple Music / iTunes:
https://music.apple.com/us/album/letters-from-the-gallows-single/1854270795

◈ Hyperfollow:
https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/mysonglab/letters-from-the-gallows

◈ Watch on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=77EVZuJ38Tk

---

🎼 Letters from the Gallows

[Verse 1]
Smoke curls like a prayer in the winter air,
Streetlamps hum their tired lullaby.
Footsteps from the life I wore,
Tap-tap-tapping memory I never could untie.

Cards on the table, sins in my sleeve,
Fortune dealt me more than I could play.
Funny how a whispered dream
Can lead a man astray.

[Chorus]
Letters from the gallows, scrawled in bourbon stains,
A kiss of truth on paper thin as all my old remains.
If regrets were cigarettes, I'd choke on every flame—
So pour one out for every vow I never learned to name.

[Verse 2]
I once danced with angels in a borrowed suit,
Sang love like I believed the tune.
But velvet evenings rot to rust,
And silver tongues turn copper by the moon.

If I held your hand tonight,
It wouldn’t change the end we wrote.
Still I’d write your name in smoke
With my final trembling note.

[Chorus]
Letters from the gallows, slick with midnight jazz,
A dirge played soft by trumpet ghosts and one regretful sax.
If sorrow had a rhythm, it would sound like breaking glass—
So toast the truth that burns the throat more honest than the past.

[Bridge]
Let the rope forget my secrets,
Let the judge forget my face.
May the band play one last chorus
As I fall from grace.

[Final Chorus]
Letters from the gallows, drifting like a blues refrain,
Melting in the sunrise as the city wakes again.
If mercy wears a fedora in a bar at break of day—
Tell her I left quietly, in the swing of shades of gray.

---

🎶 About This Song

“Letters from the Gallows” is a confession written at the edge of consequence.
It blends blues, noir jazz, and poetic storytelling to portray a man who finally tells the truth when it is too late to change the ending.
The gallows are not just a place of death in this song — they are a place where masks fall away.
This track continues MySongLab’s exploration of cinematic emotion, moral tension, and the quiet weight of regret.

---

🔗 Related Songs on MySongLab

◈ Throughthe Crosshairs – A Song of Fate and Fear
◈ Devil’s Bargain – A Song of Temptation and Fate
◈ The Last Witness – A Haunting Ballad of Memory and Truth
◈ Letters Never Sent – A Song of Love and Loss

👉 Also visit Noraebang-Diary to explore Korean original songs and emotional AI compositions.

---

🖼️ Image Source

Image: Canva AI

---

💡 About MySongLab

MySongLab creates original English songs inspired by emotion, memory, and storytelling.
Each composition blends human sentiment with digital creativity — capturing sincerity, imagination, and personal reflection.
Every track is written, voiced, and produced with care, and released at a thoughtful pace to honor the creative process.
New songs are shared approximately once every two weeks.

Written by Kyungsik Song on December 7, 2025

---

🏷️ Tags

Letters from the Gallows, MySongLab, Kyungsik Song, Dark Blues Ballad, Noir Jazz Song, Regret and Confession, AI Composed Music, Cinematic Song, Original English Song