[Intro — march tempo. She is walking. Purpose in every step.]
[Verse 1 — controlled, almost cold. The mission is clear.] I am done waiting in the ruin I am done kneeling to the grey I know her name now and I know the road And I have nothing left to lose today She is the dark queen — I have read the letter I know exactly what she made me carry I will not arrive with mercy in my hands This time I am not coming with a prayer
[Pre-Chorus — harder now] She took my faith She took my station She took the warmth I never knew was her She turned the world to ash and walked away Now I will find her — and we will settle this
[Chorus — driving forward, almost a war march] I am walking down the path less taken Not the road they built for me to follow I am walking toward the thing that broke me With a sword and nothing left to swallow Let her armies find me on this road Let her shadows think they’ve found their prize I am walking down the path less taken [low, cold] And this time — I’m not afraid to fight
[Verse 2 — she senses them. The trap closing.] I could hear them in the treeline first The way they moved told me they were trained I have done this long enough to read the sound Of someone who was sent and has been paid And then they stepped out and they said it proud: “Her Malevolence will see us well rewarded” [pause] Wrong words Wrong road Wrong day
[Pre-Chorus 2 — the shift. Something colder coming.] She sent them for me After everything
She sent them to collect what she destroyed
[Chorus 2 — WAR takes over mid-section. Production shifts violently.] I am walking down the path less taken [beat] And something in me has stopped asking questions [beat] Every face I lost — I see them on this road Every prayer I burned — still burning I am not the shield anymore — I am not the light [clash] I am the thing they should have feared from the beginning [heavy guitar underneath] [War Section — no pre-chorus. Just her voice and the drums.] [spoken — flat, deadly] My friends. My faith. My station. My years. My god. My name. My warmth. [pause] All of it. Because of her. She is no light. [beat] When I find her — there will be no letter. No nun. No plea. There will only be — this. [the sounds of it. Then silence.]
[Bridge — stillness. One note. She looks down.] [near silence] [a single low string] Blood on me is nothing new but - The white was always wrong on me. [barely] …I think I like this color better. Crimson like the SUN. (the drone hums — warm and wrong and deep) [beat] More of them. [she doesn’t move] …Let them come. [Final Section — she is held down. Then she sees her. Then she moves.] There — at the edge — She’s in bleach white that used to be black A word — a spell — the world just — stopped — [silence for one beat] [then the most forward-driving moment in the album — she charges]
*[Final Chorus — charging. Unstoppable. The last verse of the album before the end.] I am running down the path less taken Toward the one who made me what I’m carrying I am running toward the light that I buried And the darkness in my hands is not complaining She is right there — right there — within the reach Of everything I have left and what I’ve lost I am running down the path less taken [final line — sword in hand, closing fast] And mercy — ends — here
[Outro — the charge continues into silence. No resolution. The track ends before the sword lands.] Let the darkness guide this strike.