[Verse 1]
(Quiet, clean-ish guitar arpeggio with light string sustain. Vocals: low, sneering, intimate) Crawling through these empty halls, fluorescent graves
Echoes chew the silence, spit it back in waves
Friends are ghosts on TV screens, they fade to gray
I lock the door, I kill the lights, I like it this way Stare into the mirror, see the animal stare
Teeth are sharper, eyes are wider, breathing heavy air
They all want connection, they all beg and pray
But the wires choke the feeling, throw it all away [Pre-Chorus]
(Drums creep in, distortion swells, strings start pulsing underneath) Yeah… I’m peeling off the skin they sold me [Chorus]
(Full grunge explosion: crushing guitars, thunderous drums, orchestral swell — violins screaming over the top like a horror film score) HE WHO DELIGHTS IN SOLITUDE!
Is a wild beast or a God!
HE WHO DELIGHTS IN SOLITUDE!
Left the world to rot! I’m the teeth in the dark, I’m the fire in the fog
Crown of thorns and dirty hair, I’m the lonely God
HE WHO DELIGHTS IN SOLITUDE!
Yeah, come and take your shot! [Verse 2]
(Back to sludgy half-time feel, cellos sawing low under the riff. Vocals more unhinged) Schoolyard kings and office slaves, they march in line
I cut the strings, I chew the meat, I drink the wine
They say I’m broken, say I’m sick, say I’m diseased
But their crowded hell just never brought me to my knees Momma cried, “Come back inside,” but I’m already gone
Daddy preached his heaven, but his heaven felt like prison songs
I found my kingdom in the static, in the quiet roar
A thousand miles from everyone, and I still want more [Chorus]
(Even bigger — add brass hits on the accents, orchestral layers thickening the wall of sound) HE WHO DELIGHTS IN SOLITUDE!
Is a wild beast or a God!
HE WHO DELIGHTS IN SOLITUDE!
Burn the bridges, praise the fraud! I’m the wolf with no pack, I’m the saint with no cross
Bleeding in the silence, counting every loss
HE WHO DELIGHTS IN SOLITUDE!
I don’t need your love at all! [Bridge]
(Breakdown: guitars drop to clean, almost acoustic, but heavy low-end rumble. Full orchestra takes over — swirling, dissonant strings, building tension. Vocals half-spoken, frantic) And when the lights go out…
When the last voice dies…
You’ll hear me laughing…
In the black paradise… (Sudden stop — silence except for one cello note. Then chaos:) BEAST! GOD! BEAST! GOD!
(Guitars slam back in, orchestra in full frenzy, screamed vocals) I am both! I am neither! Tear the halo, wear the fur! [Final Chorus / Outro]
(Slow, massive, everything at once — guitars, orchestra, feedback, everything bleeding together. Vocals raw and breaking) HE WHO DELIGHTS IN SOLITUDE!
Is a wild beast or a God!
HE WHO DELIGHTS IN SOLITUDE!
I chose the path you never trod!

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