[Verse 1 – low, controlled, almost whispered] Do not wake what sleeps below, Do not name what shadows know. There are doors beneath this stone, There are voices not your own. [Pre-Chorus – tension rising] I warned the wind. I warned the flame. Still you dared to speak its name. [Chorus – voice expands, atmosphere darkens] Then let the air obey me. Let every candle die. Let silence fill the ceiling. Let thunder learn my cry. I do not need your answer. I do not need your fear. When I command the darkness, even the night draws near. [Break – almost silence] Listen. The walls remember. [Verse 2 – deeper, more threatening] Stone beneath you starts to breathe, ancient roots awake beneath. Every shadow bends its head, every living word turns dead. [Build – increasingly powerful] I held the storm behind my tongue. I kept the oldest words unsung. But now the veil begins to tear, and something older fills the air. [Final Chorus – enormous, ritualistic vocal] LET THE AIR OBEY ME. LET THE FIRE FALL. LET THE MOUNTAINS HEAR ME. LET THE SHADOWS CRAWL. I AM NOT THE THUNDER. I AM WHAT THUNDER FEARS. And when my voice becomes the night... even time disappears. [Outro – sudden calm, whisper] Now... be still.
