[Verse 1 — soft, breathy, close to the mic] I keep my charms in corners where the shadows settle slow— rose petals for the living, brick dust for what I know. I never ask for power, it rises when I breathe… there’s magic I don’t mention, and a truth you wouldn’t believe. [Pre-Chorus 1 — widening, shimmering tension] There’s a tremor in the hallway, a warning in the air— I taste a shift in fate tonight, and someone’s unaware. [Chorus — elegant, mysterious, glowing] The magic I don’t mention— it stirs beneath the floor. It hums in quiet circles when a stranger cracks the door. I don’t claim to see the future, but tonight the air is strange… there’s magic I don’t mention— and the room begins to change. ──── [Verse 2 — deeper tone, velvet-dark] I’ve walked with silent spirits, felt riddles in their wake— a heartbeat in the plaster, a whisper in the quake. I read the hidden pathways where intentions twist and climb… and though I never call them, they arrive before their time. [Pre-Chorus 2 — intensity rising, low strings swell] The candlelight is flickered by things you cannot see— a secret presses closer, trying hard to speak through me. [Chorus — fuller, richer, more cinematic] The magic I don’t mention— it stirs beneath the floor. It hums in quiet circles when a stranger cracks the door. I don’t claim to see the future, but tonight the air is strange… there’s magic I don’t mention— and the room begins to change. ──── [Bridge — whispered power, ominous beauty] I feel the walls grow restless, hear secrets crack and bend— the kind of quiet omen that knows how stories end. I didn’t come to witness what the night is set to start… but magic makes its choices long before we play our part. ───── [Final Chorus — slow bloom, ethereal power] The magic I don’t mention— it settles in my bones. It speaks in veiled horizons, in shivers you don’t own. I don’t pretend to guide it, but I feel the fault lines rearrange… there’s magic I don’t mention— and the night is bound to change.
