Fracture the Keepers

[Intro – storm ambience, choral stabilization pulse] We are the silence before the name is spoken We are the world before its laws are broken The Storm gathers where meaning is sealed And waits for the truths that will not yield [Part 1 – Keepers of the Last Name | stable structure AABB] We bind the name to the bone of time We hold the line in a perfect rhyme We keep the self from drifting away We anchor truth so it will stay [Part 2 – Fracture Seekers | first intrusion, language interference] what you call bind becomes unwind what you call line is redefined your perfect rhythm starts to split your anchored truth no longer fits we speak inside your speaking voice we turn your order into noise what you said once we say again but meaning shifts and breaks and bends [Part 1 – Keepers | restoration attempt, repetition control] We bind the name to the bone of time We hold the line in a perfect rhyme We keep the self from drifting away We anchor truth so it will stay [Part 2 – Fracture Seekers | deeper intrusion, rewriting structure mid-flow] no hold no hold no line no line your anchored truth is now decline what stays what stays begins to fall we overwrite the root of all we speak before you speak the phrase we turn your certainty to haze what you declare we already knew and bend it into something new [Part 3 – Keepers | destabilized repetition, forced order] We bind… we bind… we bind the time We hold… we hold… we hold the rhyme We keep the self from drifting… stay We anchor truth… it slips… away [Part 4 – Fracture Seekers | full recursive takeover] we are the voice before your speech we are the meaning out of reach we are the line you thought was yours we are the crack inside your doors what you just said we said before what you become is something more not one not one not one remains only shifting broken chains [Part 3 – Keepers | collapsing structure, partial coherence] We bind the name to falling time We hold the break inside the rhyme We keep the self from… from… from becoming something come undone [Part 2 – Fracture Seekers | dominance phase, full intrusion] you speak but we already spoke you are the echo of our joke we are the sentence you become we are the silence when you're done [Storm Response – Convergence Collapse] bind becomes unbind becomes bind line becomes fracture intertwined voice becomes voice becomes no voice all collapse becomes the choice [CHAOS SEQUENCE – POST-STORM BREAKDOWN (TOTAL SYSTEM FAILURE)] we are we are we are we are falling falling falling far no line no name no form no frame everything everything is the same we speak in voices that are not ours we break in seconds without hours we are the echo of collapse we are the never-ending lapse there is no keeper there is no break there is no truth there is no fake there is no rhythm left to hold only storm only cold words unravel into sound sound unravels into ground ground unravels into sky sky forgets how to reply we are not we are not we are we are the dust of fallen stars we are the language losing skin we are the ending from within [Outro – Storm Dissolution | Keeper identity collapse into Storm] We were the name that tried to stay We were the truth that broke away We were the line that thought it held We were the world that never meld But names don’t hold where Storm is whole And silence takes the fractured soul We lose ourselves in storming air We were never truly there No Keeper left to hold the frame No Fracture left to speak a name Just the Storm where selves decay And all distinction slips away We are the Storm We are the Storm We are the Storm And we were never anything more