[Ambience intro - clean, reverb-heavy guitars, slow build]
[Verse 1]
I trace the cracks in the drywall
Where the silence hit too hard.
Another promise made of glass,
Another morning sweeping shards.
You asked for water, I gave you salt,
A desert born of my own fault.
I saw the flinch before the blow—
Not of the hand, but of the soul
[Pre-Chorus- Building aggression, low-tuned chugs syncing with kick drum]
I swear I’m trying to change the locks,
But I’m the one picking them open.
I swear I’m trying to stop the clock,
But the mechanism’s broken.
[Chorus- Soaring, clean vocals layered with heavy rhythm]
I am the pattern you can’t unweave,
The reason that you have to leave.
I pull you down to drown with me,
A shipwreck in your calmest sea.
Forgive me for the love I lack,
But don’t you ever take me back.
[Verse 2- Bass-heavy, drum groove dominant]
The bottle, the silence, the apathy—
They wear your face when they speak to me.
I watched the light fade from your eyes,
A slow eclipse, a quiet demise.
I built a cage out of "one more time,"
And called it home, and called it mine.
[Chorus- Full heavy distortion]
I am the pattern you can’t unweave,
The reason that you have to leave.
I pull you down to drown with me,
A shipwreck in your calmest sea.
Forgive me for the love I lack,
But don’t you ever take me back.
[Bridge- Tempo drops. Djent-style staccato rhythm. Screamed vocals]
CIRCLE.
AFTER CIRCLE.
AFTER CIRCLE.
I AM THE SNAKE EATING ITS TAIL.
I AM THE WIND TEARING THE SAIL.
YOU WERE THE Cure.
I WAS THE DISEASE.
LEAVE ME TO ROT.
I’M BEGGING YOU, PLEASE.
[Breakdown- Slowing down, extremely heavy, discordant]
GO.
JUST GO.
BEFORE I DRAG YOU UNDER.
[Guitars ring out into feedback]
[Outro- Clean guitar returns, haunting and soft]
The door is shut.
The hall is cold.
I kept the habits.
I lost the gold.
I lost... you.
[Fade to silence]
Atlantica
