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[Intro] A cage of silk, a kingdom’s jest, I wore the bonds, I felt the crest. But every snare that sought to bind, Now bends before this hand of mine. [Verse 1] The veil they spun to keep me low, Unwove itself — I learned to sew. A thread of grief, a thread of pain, I weave them back, I weave my reign. [Pre-Chorus] Do you hear the hush? The choir of flies, Their whispered prayers, their muffled cries. The more they strain, the tighter drawn, Till night unravels into dawn. [Chorus 1] I am the loom, the spinner, the seam, The snare in the marrow, the chain in the dream. Mercy is binding, freedom is lies, Better to kneel than scatter and die. [Verse 2] My mother slept, my father fled, A pact of sorrow, a kingdom bled. If sacrifice could not redeem, Then conquest crowns the weaver’s scheme. [Pre-Chorus] The strands obey, they twist, they turn, Each vow a knot, each soul I burn. The web expands, it will not break, The world itself is mine to take. [Chorus 2] I am the loom, the spinner, the seam, The snare in the marrow, the chain in the dream. Mercy is binding, freedom is lies, Better to kneel than scatter and die. [Instrumental Break] [Interlude] Every filament a memory, Every knot a destiny, Every captive voice, a plea— All of them belong to me. [Bridge] I was the ward, the watcher, the pawn, Now I’m the verdict, the dusk, and the dawn. Bargains betrayed me, duty decayed, So now I decree, and all shall obey. [Chorus 3] I am the loom, the spinner, the seam, The snare in the marrow, the chain in the dream. Mercy is binding, freedom is lies, Better to kneel than scatter and die. [Outro] If I must weave the end alone, I’ll make the citadel my throne. A kingdom wrapped, a fate confined… All Pharloom’s heart, forever mine.