**[Verse 1]**

They whispered you alive in shadows—

saints, and the salt-twist of the abyss.

You keep waiting for the sky to shatter like chandeliers,

but the wind just keeps slipping through the holes in your chest.

**[Verse 2]**

One day you’ll leave.

And when you leave

you’ll be nothing but a corridor—

a clean, white absence nobody remembers.

**[Chorus – rising like dawn over water]**

Tell me, do you even know

WHO it is you’re talking to?

(Who—who—who)

Tell me, do you even know

WHAT it is you’re hiding?

(What—what—what)

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**[Verse 1 – tape rewound, moonlight in reverse]**

No one ever nailed the truth to the wall—

just defendants and the cold plaster of empty rooms.

You wait for heaven to unzip itself in a rush of wings,

but the floorboards answer back: *step here, this is real.*

**[Verse 2 – voice dipped in smoke & velvet]**

Until they all walk out.

And when they walk

they turn to dust—

old celluloid burning in the throat of the projector.

**[Chorus – full orchestra lunging toward the sun]**

Tell me, do you even know

WHO you’re undressing with your eyes?

Tell me, do you even know

WHICH voice is calling your name?

(It scalds the ribs!)

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**[Bridge – whisper over double-bass heartbeats]**

Between the creed and the wasteland,

between the scream and the well-bottom hush,

an underground river keeps guessing your name—

it sings only for you, and it never repeats.

**[Final Chorus – choir stacked like thunderclouds]**

DO YOU KNOW

WHO LIVES INSIDE YOU?

(The void keeps knocking!)

DO YOU KNOW

WHO CUTS YOU OPEN?

(A call that never burns out!)

**[Last Breath – one candle, one breath left]**

…or are you just an echo caught in the throat

of the big night that never answers?

…until the sun makes a saint of you

or leaves you

light, weightless,

awkward ash on the breeze.