[dark ambience and low piano strikes, tom-heavy drums and distorted bass rumble]
[Verse 1]
I feel the fractures in my bones,
From every fight, from every tone.
We bled our words like poisoned art,
Two burning bridges torn apart.
[Verse 2]
My pride was steel, your rage was flame—
We forged a battlefield from blame.
We swung our guilt like sharpened swords,
Left holy love in broken chords.
[Pre-Chorus – harsh whisper / fry]
How did compassion turn to spite?
How did our daylight lose its light?
The shadows welcomed me to fall,
And you walked off through it all.
[Chorus – soaring vocals + double kick]
I stand among the wreckage now,
Repenting vows I can’t allow.
Your memory claws into my sleep—
A promise cut, a price too deep.
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[tempo rises — chugging guitars, heartbeat kick drum, thick atmosphere]
[Verse 3]
Do you still dream of what we were?
Or did your storm find calmer shores?
Did someone fill the wounds I tore,
Or did you ache for me once more?
[Verse 4]
Did fate divide to make us grow?
Or curse us both to never know?
Are we a lesson left behind—
Or threads the universe entwined?
[Pre-Chorus – scream/clean mix]
I’d walk through fire just to see
If there’s a road from you to me.
Can broken hearts relearn their beat?
Can shattered timelines still complete?
[Chorus – heavier, layered harmonies]
Can we survive the cost of truth?
Are we reborn, or lost to youth?
Tell me you feel that same pull too—
Two fractured souls still built for two.
[Post-Chorus – screamed]
Are we bound?
Are we cursed?
Do we heal?
Or make it worse?
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[massive build, triumphant chords then crushing final breakdown]
[Verse 5]
Now here we stand with hollow hands,
A blank slate carved in shifting sands.
The past is ash, the future calls—
We rise again, or we let it fall.
[Verse 6]
Will we repeat the wounds we made?
Or carve new paths where ghosts once stayed?
If this is real, then hold on tight—
We’re not the same as our last fight.
[Pre-Chorus – soaring then dropping]
We’ve died, revived, rewrote the page—
Two tempered hearts beyond the rage.
So take my truth and I’ll take yours—
We stand reborn at open doors.
[Final Chorus – huge, anthemic]
If love grows sharp where the old pain ends,
Then let our scars become our friends.
We’ll write our hope in the sky tonight—
A second chance built strong enough to fight.
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[FINAL BREAKDOWN]
[downtuned 0-0-1-0 riff — gutturals over blast beats then slow, punishing hits]
[Breakdown – screamed]
No more sin—
We start again!
Tear down the past,
Let the new begin!
[Beat drops heavier]
If we return—
We rise, we learn!
A clean slate carved
From the way we burn!
[Outro – Spoken Word Over Dissonant Guitar Feedback]
“A blank page…
but the ink remembers.
Still, if we choose forgiveness,
if we choose rebirth…
maybe this time
we finally become
the version of us
we always wished we were.”
Atlantica
