[Verse 1] A statue weeps where no eyes see Its cracks are shaped like destiny The voice beneath the stone is old It speaks in roots and blood and gold [Verse 2] It whispered truths wrapped in decay Not future… more like disarray Each word a thorn beneath the skin A curse to name the war within [Chorus] Thorns of the oracle, sharp and divine Buried in silence, blooming in time They told me the end, but not the way Now I bleed forward into yesterday [Verse 3] The mirrors cracked to show me her A version lost in dusk and blur I reached — she vanished like a flame And left me holding just my name [Bridge] The prophecy wasn’t written clean It stuttered, burned, then turned serene A voice said “Break before you rise Your fate is forged from fractured lies” [Chorus] Thorns of the oracle, cold in bloom Twisting the air in a velvet tomb I asked for light — they gave me fire Now all I know is haunted choir [Outro] So I walk with wounds I can’t explain Each step a question wrapped in pain The path is set — or maybe dreamed The thorns still whisper what they mean
