Fragile Love Over the Sea of Death

[Intro] Ash on the waves There’s a meeting in the hallway Moon like a cracked old tooth I wasn’t invited to attend Salt in my lungs I taste the end of youth Transparency becomes a weapon When the truth depends on who it bends [Verse] Black tide rising Every sentence split in three ways Spine of the world pulled tight Every story passed around Dead ships watching Eyes like holes in the night Information masquerading As connection breaking down Cold wind laughing Every breath a dare I write my name In frost on poisoned air Pre-chorus: The room is full of open doors But none of them are mine If I react, I’m unstable If I withdraw, I’m cold inside [Chorus – A x B] This is triangulation Cosmic storm over the sea of death A circle with no center Are we ghosts, are we gods, are we blessed? Voices ricochet like bullets Lightning scars on my paper skin Through a fractured family structure If this void wants blood, let it take me in Say it’s honesty, say it’s trust Scream your truth till there’s nothing left But it feels like slow erasure I’ll still rage, I’ll still rage On the sea of death [Rap / Verse 2] Authority without a boundary Bare feet on the railing Permissiveness disguised as peace Grin at the open grave Chaos grows where lines aren’t drawn Heart like a cracked old engine And consequences never reach Still kicks, still misbehaves Language sharpens into labels I chew on fear like metal Names replace the nuance of pain Spit rust in the demon’s face (hey!) Once you brand the heart as “selfish” Every “you’re nothing” they threw You don’t have to hear it again Just built me a safer place Chains in my ribcage rattling Sink or swim in the acid rain I surf on collapsing galaxies Turn collapse into gasoline If the sky wants to drown me Let it send its worst, its worst I’ll carve a coffin-shaped surfboard Ride it right through the curse [Bridge – spoken into sung] When one voice becomes the villain The structure feels secure Scapegoats make convenient answers To dynamics immature Call it love. Call it truth. Call it something safe and kind. But isolation has a pattern— And patterns leave a mind confined. If this is the end Let it find us loud Blue hair soaking Black flags proud If the world goes under I’ll hold your hand Two small hearts Against the collapsing sand [Final Chorus – big drop] This is triangulation Cosmic storm over the sea of death A system out of balance Are we ghosts, are we gods, are we blessed? When transparency excludes Lightning scars on my paper skin It isn’t strength — it’s silence If this void wants blood, let it take me in I am not the distortion In a room designed to spin Scream your truth till there’s nothing left I’ll still rage, I’ll still rage If the structure needs a scapegoat Then the structure’s paper thin On the sea of death, on the sea of death In a circle with no center I still rage from deep within [Outro] A circle has no center When the center is removed Ash on the waves, moon like a cracked old tooth I was never the distortion You just called my silence “proof.”