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Lyrics: MAD RAIN: Unfallen

[VERSE 1 ]
The heavier the mantle… the straighter my spirit stands.
No breath for fools in a world bent under its shadow.
Kings strike fast… and shift like stone;
slaves break the choices they crawl through before dawn.
This crooked kingdom mirrors us in fractured echoes —
yet I walk through the splinters… uncut, unbowed… awake.

[CHORUS ]
I stand in the eye of the mirrorstorm,
while the world breaks upon its trembling image.
Silence is my weapon, tempered in night —
a truth they can’t bend… a force they can’t mimic.
I am the anchor in the chaos they worship:
I hold… I burn… I rise.

[VERSE 2 ]
Mad rain falls… like broken halos descending.
I sit in the roar, tasting the hush between heartbeats.
A lone beam cuts the dark —
is it fear that shivers… or truth unveiled at last?
Let them spit poison in my name;
my silence thunders louder than their trembling lies.

— louder than their trembling lies —

[CHORUS ]
I stand in the eye of the mirrorstorm,
while the world breaks upon its trembling image.
Silence is my weapon, tempered in night —
a truth they can’t bend… a force they can’t mimic.
I am the anchor in the chaos they worship:
I hold… I burn… I rise.

You are not a wandering cluster of cells.
You are the still point when the world screams.
You see through smoke… through gold… through masks —
you hear the cries behind the glass
that no other soul can hear.
Step into the star.
Claim the strength that waits.
Walk in the truth that bows to no one.

[VERSE 3]
We live in a frequency the world can’t bear —
fear in every corner… ghosts in every breath.
They chase gold… status… applause…
yet nothing fills the hollow dragging behind them.
Pain rises like a storm devouring the sky —
but my soul holds fast… anchored in bedrock fire.

[FINAL CHORUS]
I stand in the eye of the mirrorstorm,
unbroken as the world collapses around me.
Silence is my crown, carved from the void —
a light they can’t explain… a strength they can’t steal.
I am the star in a world of trembling candles:
I hold… I burn… I rise.
I rise.
I rise.

And when the storm has nothing left to break…
I remain.
Unmoved.
Unmade.
Unfallen.