🜃 “One-Winged Requiem” (Sephiroth’s Anthem)

[Vocal Style: Lead: Tenor male with Byronic baritone + Luciferian falsetto solos Backing: Female Muse-style ethereal harmonies (reverse vocals in bridge) Layered: Deathcore growls in choruses (overlayed for contrast) Instrumentation: Drill beats layered with death metal chug riffs Gothic choirs (mellotron + vocal synth pads) Tempo: 72–76 BPM] [Intro – Ambient, Spoken, with whispered falsetto echoes, low growl bass below] (slow echo / wind + static crackle) [Sephiroth – Whispered] They told me I was chosen… …but never what for. Born from the ashes of a lie... I became the fire they feared. [Verse I – Neo-Myth Rap, mid-tempo, street prophet cadence] Yo — Came from the womb of a weapon, Name etched in frost and flame, The blood of the ancients wept in silence When they whispered my name. I walked through Midgar’s bones, Sword-soul sharp, alone in chrome, Jenova dreams in my DNA— Mother sang, now kingdom come. Was I man? Was I myth? Was I god or just a glitch? Was my birth a holy rite— Or a script the liars switched? [Ad lib – distorted vocoder whisper] One wing… don’t mean I fall. It just means I fly different. [Chorus – Falsetto + Deathcore growl, metal instrumentation surging] 🜃 This is my requiem… in flame and frost, 🜃 A lullaby for the stars we lost. 🜃 Blade of ruin, born in sin— 🜃 One-winged truth, I bleed within! 🜃 So call me monster, messiah, or myth, 🜃 But the sky remembers who it kissed. 🜃 Mother’s voice, my soul’s lament— 🜃 Planet cries through the firmament. [Verse II – Drill-metal flow, aggressive and prophet-like] Cut from SOLDIER’s spine, But I never served their shrine— I saw the puppet strings, And I burned the hands behind. Genesis fallen, Angeal bled— But I remained—cold, unread. Truth ain’t found in files, bro— It’s stitched inside the dead. Cloud, your blade trembles like the lies you live. But my wrath? Celestial. Yo, I don’t forgive. This isn’t vengeance. It’s inheritance. The gods blinked— I slipped through the silence. [Bridge – a cappella falsetto solo, angelic, melancholic, soft strings] 🜃 I was the sun before it wept. 🜃 I was the fire the heavens kept. 🜃 One wing torn from fate’s own breast… 🜃 Still, I rise — no need for rest. [Background whispers – reversed speech layer, ghostly Jenova phrases] Return… rebirth… awaken… forgotten star… [Final Chorus – Full instrumentation, blackened strings, deathcore + falsetto] 🜃 This is my requiem—baptized in steel, 🜃 Every scream a prophecy they failed to feel. 🜃 I am not a nightmare — I’m memory’s flame, 🜃 And the ashes still cry out my name. 🜃 One wing cut, but still I soar— 🜃 Through planets cracked and bloodied lore. 🜃 So sing my saga, broken world— 🜃 The sky is mine. 🜃 The blade is curled. 🜃 And mother waits… in starlit gloom. 🜃 For me to bring… the promised bloom. [Outro – Spoken, beneath fading harp + rain FX, whispered falsetto] I am not your hero. I am not your end. I am the hymn you forgot to fear… And now… I begin again.