[Verse 1 — drifting, cosmic melancholy]
There’s a fault line running through my star,
A dying light inside a frozen heart.
I’m orbiting the pieces I can’t realign,
A fractured moon pulled out of its design.
I feel the darkness bending gravity in me,
Pulling every hidden fear into the galaxy.
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[Pre-Chorus — gravity rising, subtle screams]
I’m scared of what I’m becoming,
BECOMING!
A shadow out of phase.
If my orbit falls to chaos,
Will you stay?
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[Chorus — massive, cinematic, celestial]
I’m a shattered eclipse,
SHATTERED ECLIPSE!
Light and shadow tearing at the seam.
I’m drifting from the script,
DRIFTING FROM THE SCRIPT!
Caught between the ruins of who I am and who I dream.
If I fade again, will you still follow me?
Or watch me fall into the void I tried to keep
out of my reach…
PULLED BY THE GRIEF!
I’m breaking beneath.
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[Verse 2 — star-dust, fear, tension]
Every heartbeat flickers like a dying star,
DYING STAR!
Guilt is constellations pulled apart.
A cosmic war erupts inside my chest,
NO REST!
A galaxy collapsing under stress.
I’m unraveling in silent supernova light,
Holding onto hope as if it could rewrite
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[Pre-Chorus]
The damage that keeps showing,
SHOWING!
The fear you’ll turn away.
I’m slipping through my alignment,
FALLING ASTRAY!
More every day.
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[Instrumental break — ambient pads, dark synths and crashing down-tuned bass]
[Chorus]
I’m a shattered eclipse,
SHATTERED ECLIPSE!
Light and shadow tearing at the seam.
I’m drifting from the script,
DRIFTING FROM THE SCRIPT!
Caught between the ruins of who I am and who I dream.
If I fade again, will you still follow me?
Or watch me fall into the void I tried to keep
out of my reach…
PULLED BY THE GRIEF!
I’m breaking beneath.
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[Bridge — cosmic lament → explosive star-core screams]
I don’t want to be
The black hole in our sky,
A future you can’t navigate,
A truth you can’t deny…
Tear the star-core open — LET THE LIGHT BLEED OUT!
Let the shattered eclipse FIND A NEW WAY ‘ROUND!
Can you hear me through the cosmic roar inside?
Tell me I’m worth saving ONE. MORE. TIME.
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[Breakdown — cataclysmic, Spiritbox-heavy]
I’M SPIRALING!
SPIRALING!
A celestial mind I can’t contain!
DON’T LET ME COLLAPSE AGAIN—
DON’T LET ME BREAK AGAIN!
PULL ME BACK FROM THE DARK MATTER WITHIN!
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[Final Chorus — hopeful but fractured]
I’m still a shattered eclipse,
SHATTERED ECLIPSE!
But maybe you can hold the orbit with me.
I’m still losing my grip,
LOSING MY GRIP!
But I’m fighting not to fall into the sea
of everything I can’t control…
DON’T LET GO!
Please don’t let go.
Atlantica
