[Intro: Low church organ, distant guitar swell, restrained drums entering slowly] [Verse 1: Intimate deep baritone, wounded and reluctant, sparse organ and bass] We all make mistakes, I've made my share, But the very worst, Was saying I'd be there, Never thought you'd pick me first, I didn't know the stakes... [Pre-Chorus: Vocal grows firmer, drums tighten, organ begins to rise] You tell me what you need, You say it's me alone, Just 'cause I don't bleed, So you don't have to atone... [Chorus: Full dark gospel rock, forceful lead vocal, restrained stacked backing vocals] I'm not your superhero! I'm not the patient zero! I didn't come to save you all, I can't catch you if you fall. [Drop to organ and voice] I am not your hero... [Verse 2: More commanding baritone, controlled grit, heavier bass and guitar] Don't put me to the test, Don't ask me to show my face, I can't even hear you now, I'll disappear without a trace, Demanding every knee to bow, And on the seventh day I'll rest... [Pre-Chorus: Self-righteous vocal, rising organ, sharper drum accents] What voice will you heed, If not mine alone? I don't have to bleed, But you do have to atone... [Chorus: Broader and more triumphant, backing vocals echo key phrases] I'm not your superhero! I'm not the patient zero! I didn't come to save you all, I can't catch you if you fall. [Lead vocal held over fading chord] I am not your hero... [Instrumental Solo: Distorted electric guitar over dark church organ, blues-inflected bends, gradually becoming grandiose and unstable] [Verse 3: Quiet return, persuasive near-whisper growing into prophetic authority] Be careful what you say, When your heart speaks, It's louder than your words, I know what it is you seek, And it is just absurd, Now a reason to pray... [Pre-Chorus: Cult-leader calm, minimal drums, organ swelling beneath each line] I'll plant this little seed, In the dirt below the stone, How many could it feed, If it wasn't so alone... [Final Chorus: Largest arrangement, commanding lead, gospel backing vocals turning denial into worship] I'm not your superhero! I'm not the patient zero! I didn't come to save you all, I can't catch you if you fall. [Music cuts back abruptly] I am not your hero... [Outro: Grand messianic proclamation over sustained organ and slow final chords] All who bear my burden, Know my name, And rejoice, For I am coming soon... [Full silence] [Spoken casually away from microphone, dry and unprocessed] Think they bought it?
