Lyric

Do not read these verses aloud

For each word is a fracture in fate—

And I... am already broken

In a silent vault beneath the flesh of time

I found the book that bled when touched

Its pages whispered in a voice too ancient to recall—

Verses carved in pain, dipped in the ink of oblivion

I should have looked away

But my soul…

It was already burning for truth

They told me: “To speak is to disappear.”

But I am no longer afraid of silence

Let my ruin be written

These forbidden verses

Etch my name into the void

Each syllable a curse

Each breath a rebellion

Even if memory forgets me—

I will remain

Echoed in the scream of forbidden scripture

The ink seeps into veins

Rewriting me from the inside out

I am becoming

The very poem I should have feared

My voice cracks the seals

On the mouth of gods

They scream in forgotten languages—

But I…

I sing back

I was never meant to survive this story

But now the verses know my name

And they are listening

These forbidden verses

Tear the chains of causality

Reality bends

Truth rots

But my voice—

My cursed voice—

Remains unshaken

I am

The author of my undoing

If to speak is sin

Then let me be condemned

For I would rather die

Shouting the words that saved no one

Than live

In silence that never tried

These forbidden verses

Are not meant to save the world—

Only to remind it that

Someone once dared to sing

When the stars forgot how

So write me down

In blood and ash

And call me

By my true name:

Poet of the End