12. The Final Stroke (Requiem for a Monster)

[Intro] "I thought I had buried the truth... Tonight, it waits for me." [Verse 1] The house remembers every step, The silence knows my name. Dust still guards the hidden door, Where beauty learned to lie. No servant walks beside me, No prayer will follow now. Only the blade I once embraced, Still cold within my hand. Tonight the judge awaits Behind the painted smile. [Pre-Chorus] No soul can silence its own reflection... No lie survives forever... [Chorus] The mirror never closed its eyes, It watched the years for me. Every smile became a scar, Hidden beneath the gold. The face remained forever young, The soul became the grave. Tonight the truth shall bleed again, No chain shall hold me here. The canvas ends with me... Or so I believe... [Verse 2] There it stands beyond the dust, A witness carved in oil. Every secret wears a face, That once belonged to mine. I searched for mercy in myself, And found another mask. The monster wears no stranger's skin, It answers to my voice. If guilt can never die... Then neither shall the frame... [Pre-Chorus] One final choice... One final wound... [Chorus] The mirror never closed its eyes, It watched the years for me. Every smile became a scar, Hidden beneath the gold. The face remained forever young, The soul became the grave. Tonight the truth shall bleed again, No chain shall hold me here. The canvas ends with me... Or so I believe... [Bridge] If truth still breathes... Then let it die with me... Every shadow has a master... Tonight, I cut mine free... [Breakdown] No judge... No witness... No memory shall remain... One final wound... One final breath... One final lie... [Instrumental Bridge] [Final Stroke] The blade grows heavier, Than all the years I've stolen. The painted eyes, Refuse to turn away. No heaven speaks, No darkness answers. Only silence... Only truth... Steel found the canvas. [Final Chorus] The years return to claim my name, The mask is torn away. No borrowed youth, No painted grace, Can steal another dawn. The hand that struck Has judged itself. The mirror stands restored, The monster falls, The portrait lives, And beauty leaves with me. No monster lives forever... Only the truth remains... [Outro] Imago restituta. Veritas manet. Peccatum consummatum. Pulvis ad pulverem. Anima revelata. Lux post tenebras. Requiescat in aeternum. Amen.