//Verse I Rain stains— the pane with slow descent. Your gaze— the venom's testament. We built— our spire stone-high, now ash of prayers petrified. Love — a leper's breath, Dreams — a quiet death. No road — to undertake. Lights off, we break. [bridge] //Verse II You screamed — through glass, desecrated. My chains — were self-created. These hands — of stone that ache, can't feel the vows - they break. Truth — a scalpel's bone-deep art, We're ghosts — torn right apart. This war — a pyrrhic sum. [stop] Lights off, we're done. [bridge] //Verse III (whisper) Smoke through lungs, - a sacred shroud, Scars like maps - on which we've vowed. Your voice — a bell's last tone, wiped from the lip, alone. I taste the lie, - a fungal rot, and can't deny - the hell we've got. The dark — our masterpiece. Lights off, release. [drop] [intense solo] [bridge] //Verse IV (finale) The storm (no hope) God's dice are cast, No prayer (fall) to hold it fast. The lights (no pain) are gone, a fact, the end (it's done) a final act. I fade a silhouette in rain, No sound (we deaf) can ease this pain. Our hearts unwoven, - thread by thread. [silence] Lights off, we're dead. [solo] //Outro (whispered, fading): The static — stops. No breath, no drum. Just the architecture — of the gone. The after-image, stark and dumb. Nobody loves -- no one [Drop] [Solo]
