[Verse 1] Cold hands upon the page— thy breath a quiet cage. Thou speak’st my name before my tongue— a gentle spell in midnight sung. [Verse 2] Thy key in crystal throne— a relic carved from bone. The hallway stirs, the shadows lean— their murmur soft, their faces unseen. [Pre-Chorus] (soft) And thou inquirest, calm and slight— “Art thou prepared for what waits night?” [Chorus] Show me the bones, the bones unknown, of where I roam, far from my home. Show me the bones, the brittle stones of who I was— and what I’ve sown. [Verse 3] Thy shadow splits in two— as if it knows what I must do. Thy badge shifts letter’s frame— yet bears the selfsame name. [Verse 4] Thou lay’st the key within my hand— its weight a foreign land. So heavy for a simple door— too grave for less, too more. [Pre-Chorus] And thou whisper’st low and true— “Thou shalt behold what once knew you.” [Chorus] Show me the bones, the bones unknown, of where I roam, far from my home. Show me the bones, the brittle stones of who I was— and what I’ve sown. [Bridge – whispered, echoing] The bell doth ring— yet none draw near. Thy smile doth bend— like fractured fear. The carpet hums, the hallway yawns— a path that leads to borrowed dawns. [Final Chorus – fading] Show me the bones, the bones unknown, of what awaits when I’m alone. Show me the bones— and seal the room. Let shadows bloom. Let silence bloom. [Voice speak] Why are you keeping key 77? Listen the strange silence in this haven.
