[Intro - Clean and gentle human male voice] In a world of polished smiles, he walks in quiet grace, A gentle man reshaped beneath the weight of time and place. Steady hands and measured breath, the calm before the turn— A cage of civility, built of wood that’s bound to burn. [Pre-Chorus - Clean, voice cracking with grief and rising tension] He swallows down the venom, chains the shadow in his chest, A patient father praying that the demons stay at rest. Until a scream tears through the dark, The cry of blood—the final spark. The padlock breaks, the ribs give way, There is no leash, no god to pray! [Chorus - Demon: low, rhythmic and guttural growl] And the demon opens up his eyes! The beast he buried starts to rise! You clawed his blood, you breached the door, Now face the thing you bargained for! He is the storm. He is the dread. He is the judgment of the dead! [Verse 2 - Duet: Human clean and Demon guttural] (Clean) He steps across the ashes with a heart of frozen fire, A mortal man erased to feed a terrifying ire. (Demon) No warcry needed, no warning sound— His silence puts you in the ground! (Clean) The world that taught him to be tame, (Demon) Will choke on his unholy name! [Pre-Chorus - Clean voice turning harsh and unstable] He warned you once with mercy, gave you quarter in the cold, Mistook his gentle patience for a spirit bought and sold. You put your hands on what he loves, You broke the nest, you killed the doves— Your dying breath, your hollow plea, Is fuel for what he’s bound to be! [Chorus - Demon: explosive, guttural] And the demon opens up his eyes! The beast he buried starts to rise! You clawed his blood, you breached the door, Now face the thing you bargained for! He is the storm. He is the dread. He is the judgment of the dead! [Bridge - Slow, crushing breakdown beat / Demon growl building into a scream] You thought him weak because he held his peace. You gave the butcher cause to break the fleece. You begged for mercy at his feet— He turns your bones to jagged meat! Look in his eyes and feel his ire: A father forged inside the fire! [Final Chorus - Duet: Overlapping clean scream and demon roar] And the demon opens up his eyes! Not for glory, not for fame! To burn your kingdom in his flame! Some evils only fear a darker one— Look at the monster you’ve begun! He brings the storm! He brings the dread! He will not stop until you’re dead! [Outro - Demon whisper fading into a broken clean voice] (Demon whisper) The gentle father died tonight. (Clean voice, fragile and hollow) He broke the cage to save his own, And left the shadows with their throne. His fury burned away your plea... And nothing's left of what was me.
