Single Chance Video (MV)

The stubborn ones, the scholars of lore,
Fight as we do, with hearts that soar.
In their grasp, the future shall bloom,
In their gaze, the world finds room.
Within all things, a secret song,
A world within worlds where we belong.
In the shadows, the sun speaks true,
And I became its child, reborn anew.
The spell of sound, an ancient chord,
Binding the world with a silent word.
How strange is this order, this fleeting trance,
Where beauty is born from a single chance.
Though filth and scorn fell upon my face,
The wind untouched, left no trace.
What do I write? Not death's cold hand,
But from the depths, where dreams expand.
Her eyes, like nets, where truth is caught,
In them, the essence of life is sought.
Mercy from nothingness, a silent cry,
In its stillness, I too, can fly.
The spell of sound, an ancient chord,
Binding the world with a silent word.
How strange is this order, this fleeting trance,
Where beauty is born from a single chance.
The well-dweller's task is never done,
In silence, they wait, like the setting sun.
For rules that break symmetry's form,
Are the laws that in chaos are born.
All that is hidden, in shadows it lies,
Where the divine shapes the skies.
In chaos, a holy order is spun,
A design where the sacred is never undone.
The spell of sound, an ancient chord,
Binding the world with a silent word.
How strange is this order, this fleeting trance,
Where beauty is born from a single chance.