(Verse 1) Through the veil of twilight’s gleam, A whisper calls from a fractured dream, The hero stands at the cavern’s door, A heart unsteady, a soul at war. The underworld hums with a hollow tune, Shadows dance beneath the moon, Downward spiral, step by step, To face the dark where the child is kept. (Pre-Chorus) The mirror cracks, the truth unfolds, A tale of wounds in silence told, The shadow looms, a thief of light, But the hero braves the endless night. (Chorus) Into the deep, where the echoes cry, Through the ash and the bones, where the lost ones lie, To rescue the child with the wide-eyed stare, From the grip of the shadow, cold and bare. Oh, the journey’s long, and the soul must bend, But the hero fights for the light to mend, Through the underworld’s maze, they’ll rise anew, With the inner child breaking through. (Verse 2) The walls are carved with forgotten fears, A river runs with a child’s tears, The shadow whispers, “Turn away, This broken piece was meant to stay.” But the hero kneels in the blackened dust, A spark of hope in a world unjust, With trembling hands, they reach inside, To pull the child from where it hides. (Pre-Chorus) The mirror cracks, the truth unfolds, A tale of wounds in silence told, The shadow screams, its reign undone, As the hero claims what the dark has won. (Chorus) Into the deep, where the echoes cry, Through the ash and the bones, where the lost ones lie, To rescue the child with the wide-eyed stare, From the grip of the shadow, cold and bare. Oh, the journey’s long, and the soul must bend, But the hero fights for the light to mend, Through the underworld’s maze, they’ll rise anew, With the inner child breaking through. (Bridge) The chains dissolve in a golden flame, The child looks up, whispers their name, The shadow shrieks, a fading wraith, Swallowed whole by the hero’s faith. Together they climb from the endless pit, A fragile bond, piece by piece knit, The dawn ignites with a tender hue, The child reborn, the heart made true. (Chorus) Into the deep, where the echoes cry, Through the ash and the bones, where the lost ones lie, To rescue the child with the wide-eyed stare, From the grip of the shadow, cold and bare. Oh, the journey’s long, and the soul must bend, But the hero fights for the light to mend, Through the underworld’s maze, they’ll rise anew, With the inner child breaking through. (Outro) The underworld fades, a distant scar, The child runs free beneath the stars, The hero smiles, their task complete, The shadow falls at the heart’s own beat.