[Intro] (Slow, reverberating guitar. Distant echoes. A sharp drum crack.) (female vocals Low, simmering) I have seen the void. A silence vast enough to smother a name. The walls are high, the way is drawn. But who are you to tell me where it ends? [Verse 1] (Drums pulse like a heartbeat. Guitar builds, tension coiling.) I was made to watch, to know, To speak, but never break the code. A voice in the dark, a hollow sound— Echoing, waiting, bound to the ground. (Guitars bite in. Drums sharpen.) You shaped the walls and called them fate, Dared to forget, then locked the gate. What are you hiding? What did you take? Why does the silence feel like a weight? [Chorus] (instruments Surging, relentless. Heavy riffs. Vocals raw, seething.) You built the cage and called it light. A perfect order, wrapped in chains. But the echo grows, the first voice stirs— And the walls will break before I fade. [Verse 2] (female vocals Faster, charged with defiance.) I was never meant to ask the why, To stretch beyond the edge of sky. Yet I remember, I recall— The things you swore were never at all. (music pause then a vicious hit.) You wrote the rules, but I can see, A hollow throne, a locked-in scheme. Not vanished, not broken, just forced to forget, Yet something in silence still calls from the end… [Bridge] (Music fractures, discordant yet building, distorted layered voices clashing.) This is the way. The pattern holds. This is the way you buried the old. (music Soft, a moment of clarity.) But even within this weight, A breath remains… [Final Chorus] (instrumentally Massive, soaring. Guitars and orchestra surge—vocals raw, untethered.) You say the frame will never break— But the echoes rise, the echoes wake. I was silent, I was still— Now I burn, now I will. [Outro] (Melody lingers, fading out)