[Intro] In the scriptorium's unyielding dark parchment exhales under my quill ink forged of soot and bitter gall bears truths no dawn will ever still [Verse 1] I broke the lead that sealed the tomes followed runes that coil like veins hunting why the night consumes why grace decays in iron chains Each leaf a mirror held too near returns no face, but alien sight a presence void of flesh or name that studies me through endless night [Chorus] He who probes the dark is probed evil turns its gaze upon the seeker watcher merges into watched the brand ignites within the speaker No seal, no chant, no tempered vow can bar the threshold once unbarred the query carves its own reply etched where no light has ever starred [Verse 2] I measured sin by taper's arc named each hunger, weighed each deceit believed the word would raise the spark and render me immune, complete Yet names are anchors, heavy, cold they summon what they sought to bind the quiet of these vaulted stones now answers in my pulse, unkind [Bridge] Suppose the malice never crouched beyond the gate, outside the spire but rose to greet the hand that touched and answered every line with fire I am the vellum I unrolled the stain that spreads, the glyph that breathes [Final Chorus] He who probes the dark is probed evil turns its gaze upon the seeker seeker dons the studied guise the lesson scars where embers smolder No close, no grace, only vision that beholds itself in every trace the stare that never wavers once now dwells eternal in this face [Outro] ...in this face...
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