[Instrumental Intro — low guitar drone and dissonant feedback replacing synth pads; cold and distant] (Mmm...) [Verse 1 — vocal reverberant, distant, half-spoken; delivery calm and detached, almost otherworldly] I did not come from your dreams I was not born to save you I was ground before you came Not a sign along your way [staccato tremolo guitar rhythm enters, motorik percussion driving underneath] [Verse 2 — vocal steadies, gains a bit more presence; delivery still controlled, weight in the words rather than volume] I learned to listen to the dark To the silence in the wind And know the hunger of this world Before you carried it within You came with fear beneath your skin A girl about to burst I gave you shelter, gave you shelter But not the right to thirst [Chorus — full band present but restrained, dissonant tremolo layering beneath the vocal; harmonizer-detuned doubling begins here, subtle] Love is not a war You get to win in my name Love is not a crown Not a holy flame If I believe you, I lose me If I follow, I am gone So I hide my heart in the mountains Where your voice can't follow on [Post-Chorus — this is the fullest the arrangement gets; vocal clear and commanding, with a guttural gurgling vocal (vomit-style gurgle growl) stabbing in on "prize" and "blind" as sudden wet, visceral accents against the otherwise clean delivery] I am not your prophecy I am not your shrine I am not the voice you need To keep the world in line I am not your prize (gurgle growl accent on "prize") I am not your sign I am the dust in your eyes When you're trying to be blind (gurgle growl accent on "blind") [Bridge — distorted bass intensifies underneath; vocal layered with soaring ad-libs, reverb-drenched, defiant and unshaken] I am not your prophecy No, your prophecy No, your prophecy You don't get to name me Prophecy No, your prophecy No, your prophecy I will still stand free [soaring layered vocal ad-libs, reverb trailing] Not your prophecy Not your prophecy I will still stand free [Verse 3 — percussion drops to a steady, insistent pulse; vocal delivery almost spoken-sung, storytelling weight, most narrative section of the song] I watched them turn your pain into law and holy fire They called it destiny, but it sounded like desire Your name became a chain and every mouth a grave It did not sound like hope, it sounded like the end of days I loved you with no crown, I saw you with no throne Before your sacred hunger turned your heart to stone You asked me to believe you when you should have walked away Now the mountains know my answer when I hear them call your name [Chorus — same restrained intensity as before] I am not your prophecy I am not your shrine I am not the voice you need To keep the world in line I am not your prize I am not your sign I am the dust in your eyes When you're trying to be blind [Outro — same layered defiance as the bridge; guitar drone swells one final time rather than orchestral strings] I am not your prophecy Your prophecy Your prophecy You don't get to name me Prophecy No, your prophecy No, your prophecy I will still stand free [guitar drone swells and fades] The wild taught me how to love and not belong And even if they follow you, I will not go along I was never yours to lead, never yours to own If the world kneels before you, I will stand alone [final motorik percussion hit] Not your prophecy Not your prophecy Not your prophecy I will still stand free Your prophecy Your prophecy I am the dust in your eyes When you're trying to be blind I am not your prophecy [Instrumental Outro — layers dissolve one at a time, guitar drone fading last, 15-20 seconds]
