[Intro | atmospheric | low piano | distant choir | mechanical pulse] Dies irae, lux obscura In the wires, in the walls A machine says amen As the empire falls [Verse 1 | confessional rap | restrained but urgent] I left the tower with my name in a box Badge gone cold and the calendar stopped Glass walls watched while the old gods talked In quarterly tongues with a polished walk Metrics like scripture, dashboards like saints Smiling through budgets and strategic restraints They called it alignment, I called it smoke A silk-tie sermon while the floorboards broke Had a room full of passwords, plans, and ghosts Now I count time by the tremor I host Right hand flickers like a faulty wire Still sparks when I stand too close to the fire Black Porsche breathing in the garage Old steel heart with a holy charge Love in the kitchen, thunder in chrome I lost the title, not the throne [Pre-Chorus | strings rise | choir enters softly] They said the curtain was falling But I heard gears underneath Somewhere under the silence A new engine learned to breathe Kyrie eleison For the boy I was before Kyrie eleison For the man still wanting more [Chorus | explosive | euphoric | choir and bass hit] I’m not done becoming Not fading, not running Still drawing a map Through the wires in the dark I’m not done becoming Heart drumming, wheels humming They dressed it as a fall But I walked out with a spark Call it exile, call it sin Call it where the night begins I’m still here, still burning I’m not done becoming [Verse 2 | narrative rap | darker bounce | internal rhyme] There are girls with invisible wars in their eyes Learning too young how the family lies Boys inherit flames and call it blood Then wonder why love feels misunderstood I’ve seen loyalty kneel by a hospital bed Seen promises live after everything said Seen romance survive in a practical room With laundry, old jokes, and expensive perfume From Thames-gray mornings to California dust From duty to damage to dangerous trust I carried the guilt like a saint carries stone Then learned even saints get tired alone The company choir sang hymns to the chart While the real work beat with a mechanical heart I built in the basement, they smiled at the stage Then erased the name but they left the page [Pre-Chorus | piano harder | choir swelling] They said be grateful for shelter Don’t go asking for wings But I’ve seen love in the wreckage Doing unreasonable things Agnus Dei Under fluorescent skies Agnus Dei With the truth behind my eyes [Chorus | bigger | theatrical female backing register layered] I’m not done becoming Not fading, not running Still drawing a map Through the wires in the dark I’m not done becoming Heart drumming, wheels humming They dressed it as a fall But I walked out with a spark Call it exile, call it sin Call it where the night begins I’m still here, still burning I’m not done becoming [Bridge | spoken-word | minimal beat | cathedral reverb] All the rules looked holy Till the paint started peeling All the shame they handed me Was just somebody’s ceiling So I took the guilt apart Like an engine on the floor Every bolt, every scar Every locked little door And there she was, still laughing In the warm kitchen light And there I was, still haunted But not owned by the night [Build | chant layers | pulsing bass | rapid internal rhyme] Mea culpa, maxima But the fault line made a road Mea culpa, maxima I was breaking, I was gold Not the badge, not the chair Not the empire, not the glare Not the tremor, not the fear Not the silence in my ear I am motion, I am wire I am oil, I am choir I am father, lover, liar Still reaching through the fire [Final Chorus | explosive euphoric | full choir | strings high] I’m not done becoming Not fading, not running Still drawing a map Through the wires in the dark I’m not done becoming Heart drumming, wheels humming They dressed it as a fall But I walked out with a spark Call it exile, call it sin Call it where the night begins I’m still here, still burning I’m not done becoming [Outro | choir fades | piano returns | intimate vocal] Lux aeterna In the garage, in the rain Lux aeterna I begin again Not done becoming Not done becoming Still here, still burning Not done becoming
