[Intro – Ritual Grounding] [4x church bell chimes: DOOOOONNGGG … DOOOOONNGGG … DOOOOONNGGG … DOOOOONNGGG] [Backwards hiss → then forward hiss] ASK NOT… [trailing off into silence] ⸻ [Verse 1 – The Doors] Two doors standing in the firelight, Both of them promise me peace. One speaks with the voice of heaven, One with a shadowed deceit. But mirrors don’t show the whole truth, And choices are dressed in disguise, The lie is not good or evil, The lie is the shape of the eyes. ⸻ [Twin Serpents – Dialogue] [Evil Serpent - low / hiss]: Don’t you want to do good? [Good Serpent - clean / sustained]: No… you’d rather do bad. [Evil Serpent - growl, overlapping]: I am more than your fear… More than your gods… My voice is older than memory, My hunger never stops. ⸻ [Witness – Grounded Voice] Don’t get lost seeking greener pastures When you should water the ones you got. Truth isn’t found in louder voices, It’s found in standing where you are. ⸻ [Narrative Interlude – Cosmic Horror] Something whispered through the silence, Tried to wear me like a skin. But I saw the fracture in the vision, And I pulled myself back in. A small bright flash of white, In the middle of the noise. I seek the signs when they appear, Not the echo of the voice. ⸻ [What‑If Line – Doubt] What if Him did tell me, “Depart from me, I never knew you?” [Serpent whispers overlap, distorted, reversed] ⸻ [Witness – Authority] They can’t say His name… But I can. ⸻ [Bridge – Ritual Tension] Paranoia feels like wisdom When the world forgets your face. But fear is just another door With the same old lock and chain. Go ahead, turn around slowly, Feel the breath behind your neck. But presence isn’t proof of power, And shadows aren’t what they project. ⸻ [Call – Keys to Hell] [Serpent - mocking]: Don’t you know who holds the keys to Hell? [Witness - clean, defiant]: …It sure as hell ain’t you. ⸻ [Pre‑Finale – Revelation] [Good Serpent - clean]: Your trust is in Him, The truth beyond the lies. [Evil Serpent growl]: Everything will be alright… But beware what never dies. [Witness:] Both doors speak in borrowed tongues. Only one voice never lies. ⸻ [Final Verse – Ritual Closure] [Silence → heartbeat bass + faint choir whispers] [Evil Serpent whisper/growl]: Don’t you want to do good? [Good Serpent clean]: No… you’d rather do bad. [Evil Serpent overlapping]: I am more than your fear… More than your gods… [Dead stop – one full measure of silence] [Evil Serpent fiercely whispered, loud]: нeзависимо… [Choir fragments echo, reversed syllables fade] [Snake Bite / CRUNCH Action – performed, not spoken] • [Fangs sink like a snake into flesh] • [Guitar stab mimics strike] • [Drum/heartbeat hits the spine] • [Sharp CRUNCH like biting an apple ] • [Choir shatters] [Dead silence → let ritual weight settle]
