The Keeper of Shadows (Book of Disquiet)

(Intro: Vinyl crackle, a distant tram bell in Lisbon, a haunting cello solo begins) (Verse 1) In the attic of my soul, the dust never settles I am a spectator of my own heartbeat The Alfama rain plays rhythm on the windows While I rewrite the silence, bitter and sweet I am the suburbs of a city that doesn't exist A traveler through rooms, lost in the mist (Chorus) Oh, I am the keeper of shadows In a world that dreams of light I’ve built a cathedral of sorrows In the hollow of the night No maps to follow, no truth to find Just the restless echoes of a fragmented mind (Verse 2) The tea grows cold, the ink begins to fade I am a ghost in a suit, a masquerade Between the 'I' and the 'Me', there is a vast sea A fado of longing for what can never be The cello aches like an old man's bone I’ve never felt more alive than when I’m alone (Bridge) (Bass drops deeper, heavy syncopated breakbeat kicks in) Break the clock, spill the ink To the bottom of the thought, let me sink I am many, I am none The battle of the self is never won (Violins swell into a cinematic crescendo) (Chorus) Oh, I am the keeper of shadows In a world that dreams of light I’ve built a cathedral of sorrows In the hollow of the night No maps to follow, no truth to find Just the restless echoes of a fragmented mind (Outro) (Beat fades into atmospheric string plucking) Deciphering the sunset... Reading the wind... I am the Book of Disquiet... (LORA whispers the final line in Portuguese) Eu sou o intervalo entre o que sou e o que não sou... (Cello ends on a low, lingering minor note, back to vinyl crackle)