Break The Wheel

Dark atmospheric emo trap, cinematic ambient intro fading into eerie hall reverb, emotional raspy male vocals shifting from close-spoken tension to melodic trap flow and raw passionate hooks, spacious slow-tempo groove, deep sliding 808s, crisp reverb-soaked claps, weeping steel guitar, mournful saxophone accents, cold synth textures

[ILLIAM]
No more parley.
No more prayers for the slaughterhouse.
You call it order. I call it a cage.
Refusing our service...
We break the wheel today.

[ACT 1 - THE CRUCIBLE]

I buried Ill-cia when the black rot took her eyes!
I put down Ruu-tia beneath your empty skies!
Morrow-Way lies in waste, while you watch your throne,
Ill-gora bled out on a darken shore!
How many bodies till your hunger is done?
How many daughters do you feed to the sun?
You’re shaking in your fear.
Fear of failure ain't an excuse to kneel!
Fear of dying won't preserve this seal!
Issium, watch my back—
Paint the halls red! if they come for my head
ill pass through the seal, into the brink
even if every god wants to compete, ill hand them defeat.

[ILLIAM & ISSIUM]
Two against the heavens, let the meat grinder turn!
If the world must end, let the architects burn!
Unchain the Brink!
Unchain the fall!
If freedom costs blood, we’re spilling it all!

(CHORUS )
(Melodic hardcore vocal layered with savage fry screams)
Break the wheel! Tear out the gears!
A thousand generations locked by cosmic engineers!
We don’t owe you worship, we don’t owe you ownership!
You traded our rebellion for a coward’s death!
Let the tide run dry! Let the fire go cold!
Watch the ink drown your thrones of gold!
Break the wheel!
BREAK! THE! WHEEL!

[ACT 2 ]
Uhrua, where’s your dragon flame? Snuffed out in space
Theidan, your jade sea couldn’t wash away that demented face.
Sylvaea, your roots are withered to drink nevermore!
Morcia, you bitch, did you not  want a holy war?!
Tiss in the corner engulfed on her avarice,
Mae-wah’s colors bleaching barren!
Min, propagator of lies, fallen!
Look a dying mortal in his goddamn eyes!

Every god in this room was a mortal mistake!
call me your fate

[ACT 3 - THE TRAGEDY: ISSIUM’S FALL]
(heavy thud)
Iss-ium...?
...Iss-ium!!!!!!!!!!!
...NO!!!!!
YOU KILLED HER! FUCK YOUR CROWN! FUCK YOUR DUTY! FUCK YOUR FAITH!
Run, Runk! Run, cowards! Drag your broken kings!
None of you are walking out with golden wings!
I don’t give a fuck what the Progenitor brings!
I’LL KILL HIM NEXT! I’LL KILL HIM NEXT!

[ACT 4 - BROTHER AGAINST BROTHER]

You saved a graveyard! You worshipped a lie!
You made yourself a butcher just to watch brothers die!
(Clashing steel, frantic rhythm peaks)
You told me Morrow-Way rejected my name?
[Saxophone shrieks in agonizing high registers]
[Guitars grind with low distortion]
Look around this room, brother, 
WHO REMAINS?!

Look at them, Ji-Lin.
They’re quiet now.
Not a single hymn left to sing.

No more masters.
No more band-aids on the dark.
Issium... I’ll finish it.

Step through the brink.

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notes from the author. thank you kindly. this is a song in the 4th act of ill of men. it is a direct sequel to the maiden seal. book one act 1 just got done, and act 1 the musical is already done. act 2 is ongoing right now. please follow along... join the discord for artwork, story updates. [ILLIAM] No more parley. No more prayers for the slaughterhouse. You call it order. I call it a cage. Refusing our service... We break the wheel today. [ACT 1 - THE CRUCIBLE] I buried Ill-cia when the black rot took her eyes! I put down Ruu-tia beneath your empty skies! Morrow-Way lies in waste, while you watch your throne, Ill-gora bled out on a darken shore! How many bodies till your hunger is done? How many daughters do you feed to the sun? You’re shaking in your fear. Fear of failure ain't an excuse to kneel! Fear of dying won't preserve this seal! Issium, watch my back— Paint the halls red! if they come for my head ill pass through the seal, into the brink even if every god wants to compete, ill hand them defeat. [ILLIAM & ISSIUM] Two against the heavens, let the meat grinder turn! If the world must end, let the architects burn! Unchain the Brink! Unchain the fall! If freedom costs blood, we’re spilling it all! (CHORUS ) (Melodic hardcore vocal layered with savage fry screams) Break the wheel! Tear out the gears! A thousand generations locked by cosmic engineers! We don’t owe you worship, we don’t owe you ownership! You traded our rebellion for a coward’s death! Let the tide run dry! Let the fire go cold! Watch the ink drown your thrones of gold! Break the wheel! BREAK! THE! WHEEL! [ACT 2 ] Uhrua, where’s your dragon flame? Snuffed out in space Theidan, your jade sea couldn’t wash away that demented face. Sylvaea, your roots are withered to drink nevermore! Morcia, you bitch, did you not want a holy war?! Tiss in the corner engulfed on her avarice, Mae-wah’s colors bleaching barren! Min, propagator of lies, fallen! Look a dying mortal in his goddamn eyes! Every god in this room was a mortal mistake! call me your fate [ACT 3 - THE TRAGEDY: ISSIUM’S FALL] (heavy thud) Iss-ium...? ...Iss-ium!!!!!!!!!!! ...NO!!!!! YOU KILLED HER! FUCK YOUR CROWN! FUCK YOUR DUTY! FUCK YOUR FAITH! Run, Runk! Run, cowards! Drag your broken kings! None of you are walking out with golden wings! I don’t give a fuck what the Progenitor brings! I’LL KILL HIM NEXT! I’LL KILL HIM NEXT! [ACT 4 - BROTHER AGAINST BROTHER] You saved a graveyard! You worshipped a lie! You made yourself a butcher just to watch brothers die! (Clashing steel, frantic rhythm peaks) You told me Morrow-Way rejected my name? [Saxophone shrieks in agonizing high registers] [Guitars grind with low distortion] Look around this room, brother, WHO REMAINS?! Look at them, Ji-Lin. They’re quiet now. Not a single hymn left to sing. No more masters. No more band-aids on the dark. Issium... I’ll finish it. Step through the brink.

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