Strings of the Nameless

[Verse 1 – Whispers, Low Strings] In silence forged, in Geppetto’s grief, A puppet rose from death’s motif. With bones of blood and wires tight, He bound a soul that fled the light. [Pre-Chorus – Building Tension] No name, no voice, no dream to chase, Just wrath behind a stolen face. A vessel cursed, a ghost misled, A child rebuilt from the dead. [Chorus – Orchestral Explosion] Strike the chord, sever the thread! The nameless walks where angels bled! A heartless host, a stolen shell, A mirror cast in Ergo’s hell! Break the lie, defy your role, A war of flesh against the soul! Strings undone, yet hate remains— The nameless screams through broken chains! [Verse 2 – Faster Rhythm, Violins Frantic] His father's voice a puppeteer, Whispers lies he longed to hear. "Be my son, take back what's mine," But love is twisted down the spine. [Bridge – Spoken, Echoed Vocals] “Why won't you return? Why won't you be him?” “You are not Carlo…” “…then I have no use for you.” [Chorus – Stronger, More Chaotic] Strike the chord, sever the thread! The nameless walks where angels bled! Carlo’s face in rot defiled, A father’s hope—a broken child! Steel and sinew, hate refined, No will remains, no love to find— He fights the self he never knew, And sees his truth reflected: You. [Finale – Slow, Hollow, Echoed] No name to mourn… No grave to tend… A puppet bleeds… To find the end…