[Intro – piano strikes fragile descending notes, dripping with reverb. A low synth hum builds like trapped breath. A bowed string screeches once and fades. Distant toms echo, ritualistic. Whispers drift:] “Pull me deeper…” [Chorus 1] I have swallowed storms in silence, I have carried weight too long. If you tear the air around me, Still my body will belong. [Post-Chorus] Pull me deeper, Till the bone gives way. [Instrumental – bass growls low and steady, guitars shimmer with delay. Drums land in half-time, cavernous, like stone breaking. Strings swell subtly, breathing tension into the space.] [Verse 1] There are bruises blooming quiet, There are teeth set at my spine. Every thought of you is heaven, Every thought of you is divine. [Verse 2] Copper blooms along the river, Iron stains the corner of my mouth. I have learned to hold the splinter, Learned to carry what I’m owed. [Pre-Chorus – falsetto, fragile, layered with whispers] If you press me to the surface, I will let the water keep me drowned. [Chorus 2] I have bitten down on thunder, I have carried smoke for years. I will drown without your fear, Even if my lungs forget the air. [Post-Chorus] Pull me deeper, Till the bone gives way. [Instrumental – guitars swell with distortion, synths flicker like static. Drums roll with ritual urgency. Choirs hum a low drone underneath, swelling into dissonance.] [Verse 3] There is ash asleep in morning, There is glass that sings like bone. Every breath was once my body, Every breath is yours alone. [Pre-Chorus – whispered at first, then breaking open in falsetto] If your weight should pull me under, I will hold the anchor where it falls. [Bridge – piano and falsetto, fragile and devotional. Strings creep in, dissonant at first then swelling. Drums slam back in, colossal, slow ritual strikes. Guitars bend like screams in the distance.] If the roof should cave in whisper, If the stars should fall in two, Take the pieces, stitch them closer, Take the ruin, make it true. [Solo / Instrumental Build-up – a synth lead cries mournfully, drenched in reverb. Distorted guitar doubles the melody, bending in anguish. Strings climb in jagged steps, layering dissonance. Drums shift to double tempo, hi-hats scatter like sparks. Choirs chant a wordless phrase, like breathless devotion. The storm builds to a wall of sound, then collapses to silence.] [Final Chorus 1] I have carried floods inside me, I have tasted rust and stone. If the ocean takes my body, You will still remain my home. [Post-Chorus] Pull me deeper, Till the bone gives way. [Final Chorus 2 – climax, raw, anguished, full band unleashed. Vocals break with strain, choirs wail beneath, guitars roar.] I have bitten down on thunder, I have worn the hunger raw. Even if my chest falls silent, I will still be what you saw. [Post-Chorus – screamed, then whispered as the instruments collapse to nothing] Pull me deeper, Till the bone gives way. [Extended Outro – music collapses to piano and low synth drone. Whispered refrain repeats:]“You will always hold me… you will always hold me…” [Falsetto sings a reversal of the chorus:] “I have given all my thunder, I have nothing left to keep.” [Spoken, almost breaking:] “Your hand still bruised into my skin. Your breath still buried in my chest.” [Piano motif repeats once, slower.] [A bowed string screech lingers, then silence.]
