歌词
(Verse 1) In the crucible of my mind, I wrestle with extremes, Murderous self-criticism dances with a godly dream. Modesty whispers, “Stay grounded, be humble and kind,” While selfishness roars, “Claim your throne, leave no one behind.”
(Pre-Chorus) The scales sway, precarious and bold, A tightrope stretched across my soul. I teeter between shadows and light, Yearning for equilibrium in this endless fight.
(Chorus) Oh, the paradoxes that ignite my core, A tempest within, a cosmic war. Desire to heal, yet flames of destruction burn, I navigate this labyrinth—my heart’s twist and turn.
(Verse 2) I wear the mask of a savior, stitched with care, Yet my veins pulse with rebellion, a wildfire’s flare. To help or to harm? The pendulum swings, As I grapple with angels and demons, their discordant wings.
(Pre-Chorus) The tightrope frays, threads of doubt, Can I hold both heaven and hell without falling out? The mirror reflects my fractured duality, A fractured masterpiece, seeking unity.
(Chorus) Oh, the paradoxes that ignite my core, A tempest within, a cosmic war. Desire to heal, yet flames of destruction burn, I navigate this labyrinth—my heart’s twist and turn.
(Bridge) I sip from the chalice of contradictions, Tasting bitterness and sweet convictions. Murderous whispers echo, “Tear down the walls,” While the god complex murmurs, “Rise, conquer all.”
(Chorus) Oh, the paradoxes that ignite my core, A tempest within, a cosmic war. Desire to heal, yet flames of destruction burn, I navigate this labyrinth—my heart’s twist and turn.
(Outro) In this symphony of chaos, I find my restraint, A melody woven from joy and pain. For it’s in the dance of opposites that I thrive, Balancing fire and ice, learning to survive.
