[Intro – instrumental, atmospheric guitars, distant reverb, slow pulse, no vocals] [[Verse 1 (Male vocal, low and intimate, almost spoken, with subtle reverb)] When your phantom has melted, The moon will not laugh anymore, The night will creep out, grown ancient— An old snake from a child’s schoolbag. [Verse 2 (Male vocal, distant and reflective, dry with light echo)] When your voice is forgotten By heaven’s resonant frames, Into the empty city will step one Who uttered the very first “Amen.” [Verse 3 (Male vocal, rising intensity, urgent, slightly strained)] When even he dissolves, The chase will rush in his wake, And chariots will thunder onward Across the sky’s hardened face. [Verse 4 (Male vocal, slowing down, fragile and hushed, near whisper)] When the remnants of immortality Dry into a scarlet droplet In the heart’s abandoned inkwell, Autumn will suddenly break. [Chorus (Duet: Male lead vocal with Female ethereal high harmony, layered and gradually swelling)] And birds will remember their wings, Accepting the commonplace flock, And memory will turn to desert— When your phantom has melted away. [Outro (Female vocal solo, soft and fading, heavy reverb, distant and ghostly)] When your phantom has melted away... When your phantom has melted away... When your phantom has melted away... [Instrumental fade-out with distant wind, falling leaves, and faint bird calls]
