[Verse 1] I land in a world that is broken but breathing No monsters, no mist, but the fracture is real The stone is the same and the sky is familiar But everything wrong is too quiet to feel
And then — the thoughts Like a current beneath me Not voices exactly, more pressure, more weight From below something watches from above something holds its breath and the world in between is awake
They’re shouting about a woman in purple they say she is breaking the world at the seams and someone with a red shield is trying to hold it but the fracture keeps spreading through everyone’s dreams
[Pre-Chorus] I’ve been here before Not this place — this shape The same two people The same desperate race I remember this weight from a life I can’t name A different face wearing the same wound, the same flame
[Chorus] Outside the pattern but I know the song I’ve lived this story every time it went wrong The same war turning the same stars aligned The same two halves of the same broken child reaching through the fractures of time Outside the pattern but the pattern is mine
[Verse 2] I walk through the noise and I hear all the layers The ones who are shouting, the ones who go still Something below me is counting the cycles Something above hasn’t moved — but it will
They call her the ruin, the purple disaster they call her the wound that the world can’t outrun and the one with the red shield — they call her the answer but even she knows that the answer’s not done
And I know these names not from memory but marrow I have worn one of them I have mourned for the other I have stood in this place three hundred thousand years narrowed down to this — a witness who came back to find her
[Pre-Chorus] I’ve been here before not this name — this ache The same love failing the same choice too late But I am not them I am not the repeat I am outside the pattern and the pattern knows it
[Chorus] Outside the pattern but I know the song I’ve lived this story every time it went wrong The same war turning the same stars aligned The same two halves of the same broken child reaching through the fractures of time Outside the pattern but the pattern is mine