No Privacy

[Intro] [Minimal piano, low sub-bass drone] Cold air on the back of my neck again Silence hums like a wire in the dark Every shadow holds a shape, holds a breath Watching every tremor of my heart [Verse 1] In this hollowed sanctuary, stone and thread I am carved into a statue for their eyes Every corner bears a optic, glass and lead Tracing every place where spirit dies A frigid gaze washes over the skin Freezing the blood where the breath begins Nerves like high-voltage wires in the cold A fragile story, endlessly retold [Pre-Chorus] [Drums enter with a slow, heavy heartbeat syncopation] Is my breathing just an echo for the gallery? Is my agony a tapestry they weave? Trapped inside a altar with no canopy I have forgotten how to just believe [Chorus] [Guitars swell into heavy, atmospheric, low-tuned riffs with soaring vocal melodies] Oh, what is this life behind the glass? A grand display where shadows pass They drink my fear, they taste my shame In a twisted hall with a nameless frame Give me the dark, give me the quiet back Drown out the light on this hollow track I am a spectacle, bleeding in the gray Why do I exist if I am only on display? [Verse 2] [Bass-heavy, dynamic electronic atmosphere, clean crisp vocals] Locked inside a cage of open space No sanctuary left to hide my face They feast upon the tremor of my hands Watching as the hour runs through the sands A sick and twisted joy beyond the veil They turn my quiet life into a tale My pulse shoots through the roof, a frantic sound No sacred silence ever to be found [Pre-Chorus] [Guitars drop out, stripped back to an echoing piano and haunting vocal layer] Is my breathing just an echo for the gallery? Is my agony a tapestry they weave? Trapped inside an altar with no canopy I have forgotten how to just leave [Chorus] [Full heavy metal swell, crushing polyrhythms and lush, layered harmonies] Oh, what is this life behind the glass? A grand display where shadows pass They drink my fear, they taste my shame In a twisted hall with a nameless frame Give me the dark, give me the quiet back Drown out the light on this hollow track I am a spectacle, bleeding in the gray Why do I exist if I am only on display? [Bridge] [Dramatic shift: ethereal, choral vocals building into a heavy, down-tuned breakdown] Worship the mirror, bow to the lens Where does the torture begin and end? They demand the flesh, they demand the soul A hunger that will never leave me whole [Vocal shifts to intense, desperate delivery] Tear down the mirrors! Shatter the frame! Bury the eyes that remember my name! I am not a show, I am not a stage— Let me fade out of this open cage! [Guitar / Atmospheric Solitude Interlude] [Heavy, crushing low-end riffs paired with melancholic, soaring ambient guitar lead] [Chorus] [Maximum intensity, emotional vocal delivery, heavy hitting drums] Oh, what is this life behind the glass? A grand display where shadows pass They drink my fear, they taste my shame In a twisted hall with a nameless frame Give me the dark, give me the quiet back Drown out the light on this hollow track I am a spectacle, bleeding in the gray Why do I exist if I am only on display? [Outro] [Music suddenly drops out to a single distant piano note and atmospheric ambient air] Got no privacy… Just locked in a place… Eyes looking at me from every corner of this hollowed space… [Soft whisper] Just let me fade… Into the quiet dark.