Final Circle - Static Bloom

[Intro] [Guitars violently start] [Intro solo] [Guitar changeup] [Guitar pull] [Guitar changes] ### Verse 1: Static screams inside my head A million words I left unsaid They built the walls, they drew the lines Trapped behind these dull designs Got this hunger, deep and low A place inside I need to go But every step feels like a crime Stealing back my own damn time ### Pre-Chorus: Fingers trace the lines they drew Whispering, "This isn't you." A hollow echo in the space Where I should find my rightful place [Break] ### Chorus: [Explodes with energy, driving guitars, maybe cymbal crashes] This FIRE burns, a restless ache! A thirst the rules will never slake! They want control, a silent plea But there's a HURRICANE in me! I push it down, I choke the sound But roots of rebellion break the ground! Yeah, watch it grow, this static bloom! Breaking out of this dead room! [Guitar riff] ### Verse 2: Walk the tightrope, painted smile Played their game for a long while Felt the judgment, sharp as nail Every time I chose to fail Their idea of what is right Just a shadow in my light Tried to bend, tried to comply But saw the truth behind the lie ### Pre-Chorus: Clenched my fists until they bled Fighting voices in my head "Fit the mold! Don't make a scene!" But what the hell does 'normal' mean? [Break] ### Chorus: [Even more intense, vocals potentially rougher, more desperate] This FIRE burns, a restless ache! A thirst the rules will never slake! They want control, a silent plea But there's a HURRICANE in me! I push it down, I choke the sound But roots of rebellion break the ground! Yeah, watch it grow, this static bloom! Breaking out of this dead room! [Guitar slide] ### Bridge: [Music might drop slightly in intensity, more bass-heavy, drums simpler, vocals more contemplative, almost vulnerable, before building back up] Yeah, cracks appear, the armour bends A moment where the fighting ends Just quiet static, doubt descends... Is this the fight that makes amends? Or just another scar I wear? A lonely burden I must bear? ...[Builds back up]... But in the silence, something stirs A defiant pulse, my own true words! ### End-Chorus: [Full power, anthem-like, vocals at maximum intensity] THIS FIRE BURNS, A RESTLESS ACHE! A THIRST THE RULES WILL NEVER SLAKE! THEY WANT CONTROL, A SILENT PLEA BUT THERE'S A HURRICANE IN ME! I PUSH IT DOWN, I CHOKE THE SOUND BUT ROOTS OF REBELLION BREAK THE GROUND! YEAH, WATCH IT GROW, THIS STATIC BLOOM! BREAKING OUT OF THIS DEAD ROOM! ### Outro: [Music becomes heavier, slower, riff repeats with more distortion. Vocals might turn into rhythmic shouts or spoken word over the feedback.] Hurricane... in me... Yeah... Can you hear it now? Static bloom... breaking ground... Hear the sound... [Repeat "Breaking out..."] Breaking out... Breaking... [Fade out]