[Intro — ancient bowed-string drone, distant stone scrapes, irregular footsteps, soft breath noise, sub-bass slowly emerging beneath the floor] [Female whisper — close-mic, breathy, a little ghosted] You don’t have a face until I bring the light. [Low distorted Shadow whisper — wide stereo, barely intelligible] when I wake up. You're not in sight [Verse 1 — hushed female lead, sparse ritual trip-hop drums, crawling 808, muted downtuned guitar pulses, occasional glassy teal-lantern pluck] You wait where at night where the hallway bends, Resembling someone I almost know. Nearly human in the darkness, just enough to make me follow. Every door becomes my bedroom, every clock forgets the time. You can’t leave a mark upon me, so you leave one in my mind. [Pre-Chorus — frame drums begin building, bowed strings climb, whispered vocal doubles drift beneath the lead] You only move when I look away, only speak when I try to pray. But the lantern cuts across your skin, and I see where I begin. [Chorus — heavy half-time drums, deep 808 impact, downtuned guitars widen, restrained wubs answer the vocal phrases] You only live where I won’t look, in every page I tore from my book. You can chase me through the night, but you disappear in morning light. You cannot touch me when I wake, cannot bruise what you can’t hold. Still, every time the teal flame burns, I see my face beneath yours. [Post-Chorus — drums drop out, low eerie distorted layered female voice moves close to the ear, single detuned wub beneath each phrase] You keep calling me a monster like you didn’t make me first. [Instrumental Turn — predatory wub pattern, scraped metal, low ceremonial toms, reversed breaths, teal glass-pluck repeating like a warning, viola motif threading through the drone, yoy bass stab [L→R] snapping across the stereo field] [Verse 2 — firmer female delivery, warped guitar bends, syncopated 808 movement, dreamlike percussion shifting slightly off-grid] You stretch the rooms around my body, pull the ceiling toward the floor. Put my secrets in the mouths of everyone I loved before. You know every buried impulse, every hunger dressed as shame. You don’t need to cut nor kill me— only make me say my name. [Pre-Chorus — vocal lifting, ritual choir swelling behind the lead, Shadow voice quietly doubling the final words] You only grow when I deny, only sharpen when I hide. But the lantern finds the outline of all I keep inside. [Chorus — heavier half-time impact, layered female harmonies, distorted Shadow responses, wub motif more exposed] You only live where I won’t look, in every page I tore from the book. You can chase me through the night, but you disappear in morning light. You cannot touch me when I wake, cannot bruise what you cant hold Still, every time the teal flame burns, I see my face beneath yours. [Breakdown — drums collapse into slow ceremonial strikes, guitars scrape against the beat, sub-bass swells like breathing, viola motif hangs in the air, dubstep-nu-metal fusion rolling arpeggiated bass drop surges underneath] [Female vocal — shaken recognition turning cool, haunted resolve] No wound. No blood. No proof you were here. Just my voice in your mouth, and your shape in the mirror. [Shadow vocal — low, intimate, almost human] I was never in the hallway. I was waiting underneath. [Bridge — lantern pluck rings alone, female lead and Shadow voice gradually merge, ancient choir rising behind them] You borrowed every face I feared to hide the one I knew. But the closer that I hold the flame, the more I look like you. [Final Chorus — full-band lift, massive 808, layered ritual drums, controlled bass movement, female vocal airy but unshaken] You only lived where I wouldn’t look, in every page I tore from the book. You chased me through the longest night, but now I’m holding up the light. You cannot touch me when I wake, but I can name the shape you take. And every time the teal flame burns, I see my face beneath yours. [Final Refrain — instruments cut between phrases, female and Shadow vocals layered into one voice] I see my face— beneath yours. I see my face— beneath yours. [Outro — wubs dissolve into sub-bass rumble, footsteps reverse into silence, one final teal glass-pluck] [Female whisper — calm, close-mic] You disappear when I wake… [Shadow whisper — directly beneath her voice] But I wake up with you.]
