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Verse 1
In the heart of the night, where the shadows grow cold,
I chase the echoes of a truth untold.
A brother’s hand, a brother’s soul,
Torn apart by the price of a goal.
We danced with death, in alchemy's embrace,
But all we found was an empty space.
The stone we seek, with blood-stained hands,
But the cost is more than we can withstand.
Chorus
In the darkness, we pay the toll,
The weight of sin upon our soul.
We play with life, we play with death,
But the Philosopher’s Stone takes our final breath.
Verse 2
The truth is cruel, the truth is raw,
A mirror reflecting every flaw.
We tried to forge what we can’t reclaim,
Now we’re lost in this endless game.
The law of equivalent exchange,
Left us broken, filled with rage.
We gambled all, we lost the bet,
Now we’re bound by chains of regret.
Chorus
In the darkness, we pay the toll,
The weight of sin upon our soul.
We play with life, we play with death,
But the Philosopher’s Stone takes our final breath.
Bridge
The voices call from the other side,
A haunting wail we cannot hide.
We thought we’d rise, conquer it all,
But now we’re trapped, destined to fall.
Outro
So here we stand, in the fading light,
The ashes of dreams, burning bright.
No turning back, no place to run,
Our fate was sealed the day it begun.
The stone is cold, our hands are numb,
We’ve learned the cost of what we’ve become.
In the end, we fade to gray,
Lost in the shadows, where we’ll stay.
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