[Intro – very quiet, distant heartbeat slowing to nothing, faint strings and mist-like pads, disoriented atmosphere] Verse 1 [Weak, intimate male vocal, disoriented and fragmented over sparse piano and atmospheric pads] There was… nothing. Then something pulled. Cold hands. A voice I knew. Sylvara… The stone was gone. The pain was gone. But so was the warmth. I can’t feel my heart. I can still feel the vow. Chorus [Melodic male vocal shifting to deeper timbre, haunting over building strings and dark pads] Pulled from the quiet into something colder No heartbeat left, but the purpose is older I remember the blade. I remember the stone. I remember the oath I carved with my own blood and bone [Voice fully shifts — becoming deeper, echoing, and unnatural] Bridge [Switch to Ominous undead male voice, deep, echoing, powerful with reverb and choral layers over dark atmospheric swell] I am not the man who died. I am what the vow became. The quiet tried to keep me… But the dead do not forget their name. Final Chorus [Ominous undead male voice, powerful and resonant over full orchestral swell and dark atmosphere] Pulled from the quiet… I rise with the cold in my veins Pulled from the quiet… And I will never be silent again The ash still answers. The dead still hear. I was pulled from the quiet… And now the quiet fears [Outro – echoing undead whispers, faint low choral drone and distant bagpipe-like tones fading into silence]
