[A dark, acoustic guitar intro fades in, slow and heavy. A second guitar enters with a weeping, chromatic blues drone, mimicking Jerry Cantrell’s signature melancholic style.] [Verse 1] "We chase the shadows on the wall Stacking bricks until they fall The weight of every single day Breeds a rust that won't go away My hands are tired, my breath is thin I let the outside crawl within" [Verse 2] "The noise turns into deafening quiet A silent, suffocating riot I built a cage to keep me safe But now it’s just a hollow grave I cannot feel, I cannot see The ghost of who I used to be" [Chorus] "And I feel so cold, slipping away Underneath the dirt and clay No more fight, no more pain Washed out in the pouring rain" Verse 3 "The monitor was ticking slow I felt the final embers glow Standing on the razor's edge Ready to break the final pledge The darkness opened up its arms Safe from all the earthly harms" [The rhythm section gets heavier. The bass swells with a deep, pulsing heartbeat.] "But through the fog, I heard a cry A desperate plea to not say goodbye A mother’s hand, a brother’s tears A circle breaking through my fears You pulled me back from the abyss I wasn't ready to leave like this" [Guitar Solo][Instrumental] [An emotional, slow-bending guitar solo that starts in a low, agonizing register and gradually climbs into bright, soaring notes—marking the shift from despair to hope.] [Verse 4] "The room is warm, the light returns The fire in my spirit burns The scars remain to show the cost But I am found, I am not lost With you beside me, I will stand And fight my way back to the land" Outro [The heavy distorted chords fade back into a gentle acoustic strum. The second guitar plays a melancholic but ultimately resolved melody.] "Back to the light... Into the fight... I'm coming home." [A single acoustic chord rings out and slowly decays into silence.]
