[Verse I — The Quiet After the Ruin] The rivers sink to silence, The moon regains its shape. The twisted bread stops whispering As gods survey escape. But Noah kneels in ashes, His breath a broken flame— For madness left its fingerprints On every mortal name. [Verse II — Noah Wakes] His hands still shake with hunger, His mind recalls the storm. He feels the spark inside him Still shifting in its form. The laughter wasn’t joyous, The world he bent was pain— And Noah whispers trembling, “I can’t let that out again…” [Pre-Chorus] The feast restored his sanity, But not the weight he bore— For Uru’s spark remembers The taste of breaking more. [Chorus] HEAR! The wounded god who shakes inside— A mortal heart the chaos couldn’t hide! SEE! The tear-stained flame that bends the air— A spark of Uru Trembling in despair! FEEL! The cost of joy denied too long— The madness left him fragile, not just strong! NOW! He walks the world with lowered eyes— Noah reborn, The god who almost died. [Verse III — The Gods Reflect] Rinmathera watches softly, Her laws still bent and torn. Victerra stands beside him, Her armor cracked and worn. Pyrothos stares in silence At fire that won’t obey— A mortal-born with Uru’s spark That bent his flames away. [Verse IV — Noah’s Shame] He doesn’t fear the gods now, He fears the spark he holds. He fears a joyless future Where madness re-unfolds. His voice is barely breathing: “I didn’t want to break… I only lost the laughter— And something else awoke.” [Pre-Chorus II] The feast was restoration, But scars remain inside— For Uru’s spark is ancient, And madness has its tide. [Chorus II] HEAR! The wounded god who shakes inside— A mortal heart the chaos couldn’t hide! SEE! The tear-stained flame that bends the air— A spark of Uru Trembling in despair! FEEL! The weight of nearly-ending all— The fragile feast that guards against his fall! NOW! He walks with gods at either hand— Noah restrained, The healed but haunted man. [Bridge — Whispered, Broken, Confessional, soft drums, trembling choir, Noah’s voice layered like echoes] Feed the joy… Keep the flame… Hold me close… Call my name… If the feast Fades away… Lock me down— Don’t let me sway… If I fall, If I drown… Don’t let madness Take the crown… Uru stirs… In my bone… Don’t let me Face it alone. [Final Chorus — Ascension of the Fragile God] RISE! Not as the madness-torn before, But as a god who knows the weight of war! STAND! With feasts restored and bonds renewed— A guardian held By joy he once subdued! A world rebuilt, a promise sworn— THE GOD OF FEAST AND CHAOS… RE-FORGED, REBORN.
