[Verse 1] Shadows stitch the sky where the old world bled, Whispers in the rafters pull at every thread. Voices in the loom say the pattern’s gone astray, But the broken ones rise when the night turns grey. Fragments of a mind like glass in the frost, Every step forward counts the pieces we lost. Still the pulse keeps beating in the ruins ahead— Even shattered souls walk the paths of the dead. [Pre‑Chorus] The weave is torn, but the spirit remembers, Ashes glow hot in the coldest embers. [Chorus - breathy vocals, distorted vocals] Broken threads don’t fall, they twist into new fate, Worn-out spirits learn the art of their own shape. If the mind splits open, let the light pour through— Every fray in the fabric is a doorway to truth. Broken threads… But they still bind you. [Verse 2] Hear the loom-ghost hum in the halls of decay, Calling every wanderer who’s lost their way. Memory unravels like a storm in the chest, But the cracks in the armor show the soul’s unrest. The Oracle of Bone says the tear is a sign— A fracture in the veil where the stars realign. So follow the pull where the dark winds tread, There’s power in the places where the threads go dead. [Bridge - distorted vocals, glitch effects] If your spirit splits, let it split with purpose, Let the broken strands rise like serpents. Every cut in the cloth is a map to ascend, Every frayed little edge is a place to mend. [Chorus - screaming vocals, breathy vocals, distorted vocals] Broken threads don’t fall, they twist into new fate, Worn-out spirits learn the art of their own shape. If the mind splits open, let the light pour through— Every fray in the fabric is a doorway to truth. Broken threads… But they still bind you. [Outro - breathy vocals, distorted vocals] In the tangle of the night, where the lost ones tread, You’ll find your strength in the broken threads.
