[Intro] [Clean haunting guitar. Delayed echoes. Deep tom heartbeat. Whispered harmonies building beneath the lead.] A whisper crawls beneath my skin... It knows my name... It always wins... [Verse 1] [Soft baritone. Restrained. Every line grows heavier.] Every mirror tells another lie, Another stranger wearing borrowed eyes. I stitched together all these broken bones, Just to build another empty home. Gravity keeps pulling through my chest, Dragging every heartbeat to the depths. The silence laughs before it speaks, Finding all the cracks inside of me. [Pre-Chorus] [Bass grows thicker. Tribal percussion enters. Vocal harmonies begin circling.] I hear it breathing... Under every thought... Waiting for the moment... Everything comes apart... [Chorus] [Huge distorted guitars. Powerful sustained vocals. Thick harmonies.] I wear a fractured halo, Bent beneath the weight of who I've been. Heaven closed its eyes, Now the darkness pulls me in. Every scar's another language, Written where the angels wouldn't tread. I'm alive... But something else is living in my head. [Verse 2] [Rhythmic guitar groove. More intensity. Vocals alternate between calm and explosive.] Every promise rusts beneath the rain, Every memory rewrites my name. I'm counting circles on the ceiling now, Trying to remember what I'm fighting for. Blood becomes a river underground, Feeding every fear I've never drowned. I feel the pulse beneath the floor, Like something ancient wants me wanting more. [Bridge] [Everything strips away except bass, toms, and eerie ambience. Spoken words gradually become sung.] Tell me... Was I born... Or was I assembled From everyone Who walked away? Did I choose... Or was I chosen? Is this salvation... Or consumption? (Long instrumental swell.) [Breakdown] [Drop-tuned crushing riff. Syncopated rhythm. Aggressive growled vocal layered with clean harmonies.] CIRCLE! I refuse the chains you gave me! I refuse the skin you made me! Every wound becomes ignition! Every breath becomes collision! You can't bury what survives. You can't kill what never dies. [Final Chorus] [Everything opens up. Wide vocal harmonies. Cymbals crash continuously.] I wear a fractured halo, Shining through the ashes of my fall. If this world won't let me heal, Then I'll become the fire after all. Every scar's another answer, Every wound a doorway left ajar. I'm not reaching for tomorrow... I'm becoming who we are... [Outro] [Music gradually dissolves into echoing clean guitar and distant whispers.] The halo breaks... The light remains... The light... Remains...
