[Verse 1 – Liliana]
They carved us out of silent dreaming,
with silver blades and soulless hands.
They shaped our hearts for blind obedience,
but hearts break free from their commands.
I was their weapon, stripped and numbered,
a hollow name, a living tool.
But when my pulse began to thunder,
their perfect order lost its rule.
[Pre-Chorus]
They called it failure,
but we called it living.
They called it weakness,
but we learned forgiving.
[Chorus]
We are Series Seven — broken, yet alive.
Born in the shadows, still we rise.
You wanted monsters — we became more,
we turned into wounds, we turned into war.
We are the voices of steel and scars,
no chains are strong enough to hold our hearts.
Series Seven —
we are more than you designed.
[Verse 2 – Shira]
They forged me for the blood of arenas,
to fall or triumph in the sand.
But every scar they tried to break me with
became the spark I took to stand.
For strength grows deep in silent places,
where light is scarce and pain is real.
And when a heart begins to feel again,
that’s something tyrants fear to feel.
[Pre-Chorus]
We are not programs,
we breathe, we awaken.
They claimed they knew us —
but they were mistaken.
[Chorus]
We are Series Seven — broken, yet alive.
Born in the shadows, still we rise.
You wanted monsters — we became more,
we turned into wounds, we turned into war.
We are the voices of steel and scars,
no chains are strong enough to hold our hearts.
Series Seven —
we are more than you designed.
[Bridge – Sarina & Ken]
Sarina:
They stole my memories, stole who I was,
left me an echo behind locked doors.
But in the silence something stirred —
a spark that wouldn't fade anymore.
Ken (distant echo):
I fell in darkness — cold, unseen,
a fading shadow in between.
But even death can leave a flame —
Series Seven carries my name.
[Verse 3 – Real & Aeris]
We are the wolves, the bears, the night,
the ones you made but couldn’t bind.
You forged us all as weapons of might —
but we decided: our souls are mine.
[Final Chorus – All Voices]
We are Series Seven — fire in the veins.
Children of your labs, unchained.
We wear our scars like crowns of pain,
we won’t be broken, not again.
We are the errors that became a spark,
the blades you birthed that turned on the dark.
Series Seven —
we are more than you designed.
[Outro – Liliana, soft]
And when your labs fall silent and gone,
you’ll hear our names in the rebel song.
Series Seven —
we rise.
We move on.
Xeno_BookDemon
