[Intro: Cinematic ambient, lush analog pads, atmospheric distant chimes] (Voice whispers): "It was so easy... to believe that the shared truth in that instant was the only thing that existed." [Verse 1: Passionate raspy female vocals, intimate and raw] Sitting at that table, the world outside was gone, When we were four, the story was clearly drawn. It was simple, it was pure, it was all right there, Between adventures and silences we used to share. But then I betrayed myself, I chose the harder way, I forgot that our truth was the armor for my stay. From four we became three, suffering in the deep, On parallel paths within the same secret we keep. Always so close, but our shadows never meet. [Instrumental Break: Deep emotional cello solo, melancholic but steady] [Verse 2: Driving gated-reverb drums, heavy distorted guitars, melodic metal energy] Living with my demons has dragged me to the floor, Crumbling my mind, while you were there no more. I felt just like Artax, ready to drown and die, With a powerful conscience screaming out its lie. But unlike that horse, I finally found the ground, And discovered that in the mud, my soul is still bound. There is no end down here, only a deeper sound. [Chorus: Explosive soaring chorus, female operatic soprano, grand choir, majestic] Because I love who I was, but who I am now I don’t despise, She challenged the abyss to find the peace within her eyes! I want nothing more than to have you back, to find the trail, Because that shared "us" is the only truth that will prevail! I am not "nothing" if in your heart I still remain, While this ancient truth finally heals all of my pain! [Bridge: Neoclassical orchestra, majestic cinematic build-up] Four chairs, three shadows, paths so far apart, But in that eternal instant, we were giants of the heart. The protection was always there, it never went away, Behind every single lie, behind every gray day. [Guitar Solo: Deep, emotional, weeping guitar solo, high sustain, passionate and powerful, soaring into high triumphant notes] [Final Chorus: Anthemic explosion, crystal clear soprano, heavy metal power] Yes, I want those moments back, I want our story to be told! To carve your embraces in my memory, brave and bold! I love my past, but the present brings no fear, I am the anchor root, my own cure is here! We were four, and we will shine again just like this! [Outro: Final operatic high note, fading into the sound of a distant bell] (Voice whispers): "When we were four... it was just like this."
