ZERO LINE

“When one falls, we continue…”

No wasted motion — I cut straight through

No second guessing in anything I do

Every breath steady, every step aligned

I don’t chase chaos — I define the line

You hesitate once — that’s already death

I calculated outcomes before you stepped

No anger in me, no need to pretend

I don’t fight battles — I arrive at the end

No voices, no doubt, no weight in my chest

I buried distraction, I silenced the rest

What you call cold — I call being exact

There’s no room for error when nothing comes back

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I draw the line — and you don’t cross it

Every path you take — I already lost it

Not chance, not fate — I decide the end

You don’t break me — I don’t even bend

No fear, no noise — just focus and sight

I don’t chase darkness — I remove the light

Every last move falls into design

You reach for control — but it’s already mine

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No wasted words — I don’t speak to be heard

Every sentence I give is already confirmed

You look for meaning, I look for result

You call it mercy — I call it fault

I don’t need hatred, I don’t need rage

Emotion’s a flaw that I sealed in a cage

You fight for survival — I move for the end

There’s nothing to prove, nothing to defend

You think there’s a chance — there isn’t a space

I mapped every angle you thought you could take

Before you decide, before you react

I’ve already closed every possible path

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I draw the line — and you don’t cross it

Every path you take — I already lost it

Not chance, not fate — I decide the end

You don’t break me — I don’t even bend

No fear, no noise — just focus and sight

I don’t chase darkness — I remove the light

Every last move falls into design

You reach for control — but it’s already mine

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No pulse wasted

No step delayed

No outcome left

Uncalculated

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You call it cold — I call it complete

No cracks, no fractures, no room for defeat

Every variable cut out clean

No past, no future — just what has to be

You want a reason? — there isn’t one

This isn’t anger, this is done

No need for chaos, no need for flame

The quietest end still ends the same

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I draw the line — now it’s absolute

Every direction collapses to truth

Not fate, not chance — just what I define

You never had choice — you just crossed the line

No fear, no voice — no final plea

There’s nothing left for you to be

Every last move falls into design

The end was decided… before you were mine

“When one falls…”

When one falls, we continue…”