Leviathan’s Footprint — Monster Inside the Pages (Official Audio)

A dark R&B confession about trauma becoming identity. “Monster Inside the Pages” explores the feeling of being loved more for your damage than your healing — where intimacy turns invasive, memories become predators, and every attempt to rewrite the past bleeds through the ink. Written with horror imagery, fractured romance, and poetic confession, the song moves through obsession, emotional autopsy, and the fear that the darkest version of yourself is the only version anyone truly remembers. For listeners of dark alternative R&B, cinematic synth atmospheres, and emotionally immersive storytelling. Written by Craig Wabst #DarkRNB #AlternativeRNB #LeviathansFootprint #OfficialAudio #HorrorAesthetic #DarkPop #CinematicMusic #EmotionalMusic Lyrics: Ink bleeds slow from the spine of confession, Every line is a wound I revised, You read me like sin dressed up as a lesson, But skipped all the parts where I died. Your fingertips ghost through the margins I buried, Tracing the fractures I tried to disguise, Every secret I swore that I would carry Turns feral the very moment you pry (Chorus) There’s a monster inside the pages, Breathing between what I write and erase, You awaken the dark in between the spaces, Where I tried to edit the pain out my veins. I’m a horror story that tears as you read it, Every truth just a beautifully decorated lie You don’t love me, you need what’s beneath it, The monster I try to keep locked up inside Your touch is a petal with innocent intentions, Soft as it carves through the script of my chest, You savor the taste of my worst imperfections, Consuming the contagion like a parasitic guest I gave you the prose, you devoured the subtext, Feeding on every unspeakable thread, Now the version of me that I kept repressed Is the only one that is left in your head. (Chorus) There’s a monster inside the pages, Breathing between what I write and erase, You awaken the dark in between the spaces, Where I tried to edit the pain out my veins. I’m a horror story that tears as you read it, Every truth just a beautifully decorated lie You don’t love me, you need what’s beneath it, The monster I try to keep locked up inside the ink tastes like blood when I try to rewrite you, Every sentence collapsing inside of a scream, You turned all my healing into a recital Of nightmares that pass through all my dreams. I hear you between every line that I swallow, A whisper that stains every breath that I take, Trying to close what was never to be followed But you are stitched in every word that was made (Chorus) There’s a monster inside the pages, Breathing between what I write and erase, You awaken the dark in between the spaces, Where I tried to edit the pain out my veins. I’m a horror story that tears as you read it, Every truth just a beautifully decorated lie You don’t love me, you need what’s beneath it, The monster I try to keep locked up