Lyrics:

I spoke in whispers, I spoke in fire
Foretold the fall, the funeral pyre
But every warning turned to dust
They called it fear, they called it rust

I saw the cracks in the endless sky
The stars that dimmed before they died
I named the storms before they came
Yet all they heard was hollow blame

I am the voice they never believe
The shadow of truth they cannot receive
The world will burn, the heavens will fall
And none will listen, none at all

Each time I warned, they turned away
Called me broken, begged I stay
But silence builds the gallows high
And now the end consumes the sky

I am the voice they never believe
The shadow of truth they cannot receive
The world will burn, the heavens will fall
And none will listen, none at all

Each time I warned, they turned away
Called me broken, begged I stay
But silence builds the gallows high
And now the end consumes the sky

The oceans rise, the fire rains
I feel the earth split with its chains
But every scream will prove me true
When no one’s left to hear it too

I warned you all… I warned you all.
I warned you all.

The Last Prophet

Lyrics:

Your lullabies were whispered stone,
A quiet carved from wounds unknown.
You held me close, but never near,
Fed me calm, but never fear.

You stitched my mouth with threads of grace,
Taught me love had no soft place.
Your hands were gentle, firm, and still,
But never reached to show the will.

I learned to smile, to hide the ache,
To bow before the rules you’d make.
The more I cried, the less you stayed,
A shadow mother, self-betrayed.

I was a mirror you could not face,
A child repeating your disgrace.
The wounds you bore, you passed to me,
An heirloom wrapped in secrecy.

You gave me silence dressed as care,
An empty gaze, a hollow prayer.
I held my breath so you would stay,
But love like that just fades away.

They broke your voice when you were small,
Taught you to answer with nothing at all.
So when my heart reached out to yours,
You locked the hinges, sealed the doors.

You called it strength to turn aside,
To cut your need, to kill the tide.
But silence is a sharpened knife,
And now it carves through all my life.

I am the echo of your scars,
A child still reaching through the bars.
The curse you carried, blind, unseen,
Now lives in me, where you have been.

You gave me silence dressed as care,
An empty gaze, a hollow prayer.
I held my breath so you would stay,
But love like that just fades away.

I know you learned it, not your fault,
Your love was chained in someone else’s vault.
But still the child inside of me,
Cries for what will never be.

You gave me silence dressed as care,
But silence leaves the cupboard bare.
I begged for fire, I begged for rain,
But you could only give me pain.

The chain remains, the chain remains.

Cycles

Lyrics:

Within my chamber, silken, fine
A silent encounter, your eyes on mine
Thought yourself better, dripping vain
Myself your hatred, my opiate, your pain

The paths were chosen, tried, true
They caged you in, my prison, you
You kept me trapped inside your games
But from now on I'll seek my own aims

Do not guide this blackest sheep
I'm not so fragile, and far from weak
A fire rages behind my eyes
The fury burning, where ego dies
You see my hunger, fear its depths
I'll see it sated, nothing less

The path I've walked, these seeds I've sown
The burning footsteps, they're all my own
The mirror shatters, the pieces fall
Each shattered edge reflects it all

Do not guide this blackest sheep
I'm not so fragile, and far from weak
A fire rages behind my eyes
The fury burning, where ego dies
You see my hunger, fear its depths
I'll see it sated, nothing less

Each new temptation, a faded line
Vanishing doubt, ecstasy mine
A loss in vapor, this clouded haze
The endless chase that fills my days

Do not guide this blackest sheep
I'm not so fragile, and far from weak
A fire rages behind my eyes
The fury burning, where ego dies
You see my hunger, fear its depths
I'll see it sated, nothing less

And nothing left…

Cinder (Reprise)

Lyrics:

Through the window of my sleep
I watch a life that will not keep
Laughter glows on the other side
A sun that left me here to die

There is a boy with open hands
Who walks in gardens, takes no demands
He runs where light is easy, free
A stranger wearing what I could be

My palms press warm against the glass
I count the years that will not pass
His eyes are wells my tears can't reach
The panes hold lessons I can’t teach

I pound the frame until it bleeds
Name after name, a chorus of needs
The brittle surface drinks my cry
Reflects me back, then will not die

Echoes of me on the other side
Soft as a life that never tried
I beat my hands for one more day
The glass is whole; it will not fray
He laughs, he loves, he spins, he breathes
While I am folded into grief

I learned the grammar of small asks
To tuck my hunger into tasks
He learned of sunlight without fear
With those who love him always near

I gather shards of other nights
Make fragile lanterns out of lights
Each flare dissolves the instant born
A funeral for the life I mourn

My fists go raw on the clear divide
I carve my sorrow into pride
The mirror keeps an answer cold
A life alive, and I, the sold

Echoes of me on the other side
Gentle life I could not abide
I hammer blood into the pane
The glass remembers every stain
He blooms where I can not belong
I am the echo of his song

I thought the frame would crack with truth
That hands made steady by my youth
Would shatter light and let him fall
But nothing answers to my call

Only the silence answers well
A ringing bell inside a shell
The child I wanted holds his place
And I retreat into my face

Echoes of me on the other side
A life that rose while mine was tied
I beat my blood into cold glass
The fissures never creep, they pass
He walks in sun I cannot see
And this is all that’s left of me

I am the echo… forever outside
The echo… forever outside

Echoes of Me

Lyrics:

I pressed my palms to the world’s cold glass,
Mouth open wide but my voice won’t pass.
I said I was breaking, I said I was weak,
But silence swallowed every word I’d speak.

I haunt their rooms in daylight hours,
Shouting names from hollow towers.
My fingers tap on unseen walls,
But no one listens, no one calls.

I burned my chest to light the sky,
Yet all they saw was smoke drifting by.
They passed me by, eyes clear and dry,
While I learned how to slowly die.

I am fading at the edges,
Thread by thread I disappear.
I reach out but they walk through me—
A shape of breath, a shape of fear.

I am the ghost inside your hall,
The shadow framed against the wall.
I cried for help, you looked away—
Now I’m a whisper you can’t obey.
I pressed my hands, but the glass won’t break,
I called your names, but you never wake.
And in your silence I pass the rift—
A ghost you made, a soul adrift.

I tore my skin to show my wounds,
But you praised the way I bloomed.
Said my pain was just a phase,
A passing cloud, a harmless haze.

Each time I screamed, my voice grew thin,
The outline blurred beneath my skin.
Now the mirror shows what I have become—
A face erased, a body undone.

You let me fade, you built the tomb,
You blessed the silence in the room.
I reach but find no hands to hold—
Only the walls, forever cold.

I am the ghost inside your hall,
The shadow framed against the wall.
I cried for help, you looked away—
Now I’m a whisper you can’t obey.
I pressed my hands, but the glass won’t break,
I called your names, but you never wake.
And in your silence I pass the rift—
A ghost you made, a soul adrift.

You taught me how to disappear,
How to vanish where you stand.
Now your house is full of echoes,
To disappear was your command.

I am the ghost inside your hall,
I leave no trace, no voice, no call.
I reached for you, you turned away—
And now I’ve crossed, I’ve gone, I’ve stayed.
No more glass between our eyes,
No more begging to be alive—
Just a shadow fading slow,
A ghost you raised, and now you’ll know.

Haunted

Lyrics:

I once believed my hands held fire
A lantern lifted through the mire
But every flame was doused in rain
Each spark became a brand of pain

I wore the mask of gods and kings
Clad in the shine of borrowed wings
But feathers rotted into stone
A gilded cage became my throne

The glass I carried split and bled
Each shard a promise left for dead
I pressed them close until they bit
And called the wounds a testament

The savior’s bones are glass and dust
The crown corrodes, the sword is rust
The altar where I swore to stand
Collapses underneath my hands

Ashes in the glass, a broken flame
A savior drowned without a name
The mirror screams, but won’t reveal
The hero I was meant to feel
I raised my arms, but they were weak
The light I swore was just a leak
And now the shards cut deeper still
A martyr made against my will

I kissed the void, I drank its smoke
Each vow I made returned a choke
The garden wilted, blackened roots
The harvest mocked its dying fruits

A thousand cries I swore to catch
Turned into chains that sealed the latch
The glass reflected not the flame
But fractured masks and hollow names

The savior’s bones are glass and dust
The altar burns, the prayers combust
The figure in the mirror’s frame
Is nothing but a ghost of shame

Ashes in the glass, a broken flame
A savior drowned without a name
The mirror screams, but won’t reveal
The hero I was meant to feel
I raised my arms, but they were weak
The light I swore was just a leak
And now the shards cut deeper still
A martyr made against my will

I was the saint they built from lies
A sacrifice to feed their eyes
But every blade they put in me
Has carved away divinity

Ashes in the glass, a broken flame
A savior drowned without a name
The crown is thorns, the sword is bone
The light was never mine alone
I mourn the ghost I could not be
The shattered lantern haunting me
The glass won’t heal, the wounds won’t close
A hero lost, a fraud exposed

Savior

Lyrics:

I walked through arches made of flame
Each pane of color called my name
The garden bloomed with mirrored skies
A paradise that bled my eyes

Beauty leaned on fragile bone
A shining mask, a hollow throne
The glass it glittered, pure, divine
But every petal hid a spine

I kissed the edges, I held them close
Their shimmer brighter than I’d known
But beauty’s gift is never free
It drank its fill of blood from me

In the garden of glass I mourn
Where beauty cuts and love is torn
Each shining blade, a sacred lie
Each fracture sings the way we die
The radiance turns red with time
What once was holy twists to crime
In the garden of glass I see
The death of beauty inside me

I thought the brilliance was the cure
That every wound could make me pure
But beauty carved me into dust
And left me rusting out of trust

The roses broke into a crown
A circlet made to press me down
What dazzled once now drags, deceives
A jeweled noose that will not leave

In the garden of glass I mourn
Where beauty cuts and love is torn
Each shining blade, a sacred lie
Each fracture sings the way we die
The radiance turns red with time
What once was holy twists to crime
In the garden of glass I see
The death of beauty inside me

The brighter it shines, the deeper it scars
The sharper it breaks, the closer we are
I thought beauty could make me whole
It only feasted on my soul

In the garden of glass I mourn
On glittering thorns my flesh is worn
The brilliance blinds, it does not save
It turns the living into graves
The child of light is gone, replaced
By shadows carved into my face
In the garden of glass I see
The death of beauty, and of me

Garden Of Glass

Lyrics:

I found a door at the end of the night
Its frame was silver, its handle bright
They whispered “salvation waits inside,”
So I gathered the keys, I gathered the lies

One by one, I fed the lock
Each promise made, each fragile thought
They cracked, they bent, they snapped in two
The door just stared, the door stayed true

Splinters bloomed beneath my hands
Blood ran thin across the bands
Still I swore, “the next will fit,”
But none were made, no teeth would click

Hope is a fever that burns and deceives
Each glimmer dies, but still I believe
The handle shakes, I hear the sound
Only the silence echoes back around

Keys that never turn
Doors that never break
I bruise my hands, I tear my veins
For just one breath to take
But the lock drinks deep
And it will not learn
A thousand prayers, a thousand screams
For keys that never turn

I built my faith on hollow steel
Each fragile shape, each false ideal
The teeth of hope pressed in the groove
But still the silence refused to move

My chest collapsed with every try
A birth of flame, a swift goodbye
I swore salvation’s light was near
But doors don’t bend to broken years

Hope is a wound I reopen to see
Each shining key turns parasite in me
The lock just laughs, the hinges sing
A chorus built on suffering

Keys that never turn
Doors that never break
I bruise my hands, I tear my veins
For just one breath to take
But the lock drinks deep
And it will not learn
A thousand prayers, a thousand screams
For keys that never turn

I found a door at the end of the night
It never opened, it never might
Behind it—salvation, or so they said
But hope is a curse that keeps me fed

Keys that never turn
Doors that never fall
I gave my blood, I gave my bones
It only took them all
And still the lock is whole
Its silence stern
A thousand lives, a thousand deaths
For keys that never turn


Keys

Lyrics:

I built my words like fragile glass
Hoping one day they’d let me pass
But every voice just turned away
Each cry dissolved in night and day

Hands I reached for turned to stone
Every promise left me alone
The walls I carved to keep me safe
Now tower high, a hollow grave

I cannot trust the world I see
It deafens, blinds, and swallows me
A citadel of silent walls
No answer comes when sorrow calls

I spoke, I screamed, but no one came
Their silence dressed in gentle names
Now fear has locked my voice inside
A ghost that learns it must not confide

The glass that once revealed the truth
Now shows me only shattered youth
Each shard reflects a failed embrace
A thousand masks, a thousand faces

To trust again would be to bleed
To feed the wolves my heart’s last seed
So I retreat, I turn to stone
Better silence than the unknown

I cannot trust the world I see
It deafens, blinds, and swallows me
A citadel of silent walls
No answer comes when sorrow calls

I spoke, I screamed, but no one came
Their silence dressed in gentle names
Now fear has locked my voice inside
A ghost that learns it must not confide

Keys that rust within my hand
Doors that open into sand
Each vow I held dissolved to rust
The grave I keep is made of trust

I cannot trust, I cannot pray
The glass has cut it all away
A citadel where shadows feast
The echoes rise, the voices cease

I learned too late, I’m not believed
Each wound denied, each plea deceived
So I withdraw, my hands unclasped
A soul that mourns what trust collapsed

Trust

Citadel

Lyrics:

I was born with hands of light
But each embrace dissolved to night
The innocence I could not keep
Now whispers jagged in my sleep

I dreamed of saving, dreamed of flame
But broke beneath the endless blame
Every vow was carved in stone
Yet left me hollow, left alone

This is my cathedral of glass 
Where every prayer comes back to pass
A shattered faith, a body worn
A thousand selves I’ve had to mourn.

The beauty cut, the trust betrayed
The love that withered, dreams decayed
I bleed the truth, it will not last
Inside my cathedral of glass

The hourglass devoured years
The sands engraved with rust and tears
I chased the keys that never fit
Each lock a tomb, I kneel to it

I begged for mercy, begged for sight
But silence crowned the endless night
The ghost I am, the ghost they see
Is all the world has left of me

This is my cathedral of glass
Where every prayer comes back to pass
A shattered faith, a body worn
A thousand selves I’ve had to mourn

The beauty cut, the trust betrayed
The love that withered, dreams decayed
I bleed the truth, it will not last
Inside my cathedral of glass

Each fragment shines, a holy line
A mirror where my shadows bind
I lift my hands, but they don’t see
The fractures are what’s left of me

This is my cathedral of glass
The only home that I’ll ever have
I mourn the child, I mourn the flame
I mourn the man I’ll never claim

The hour’s gone, the light is past
I’ll die inside my house of glass
Each echo fades, no prayers amassed
Alone within my cathedral of glass

The Last Prophet

Atlas I.