Enigma style. Dark downtempo. One male young high voice only. 14-17 years old. Countertenor range. NO woman. NO choir. NO military. NO pop. Gregorian echo effect (single voice layered, not a choir). Mystical. Sad. Cold. 65 BPM. Soft kick drum. Dark synth pad. Rain in outro. 3-4 minutes.

[Куплет 1] I asked the sky: are you still there? The sky was silent. The sky was bare. I asked the dust: do you still care? The dust just scattered in the air. [Хор] Miserere puer... Miserere... [Куплет 2] They told me God is in the wound That every scar is holy ground But I have prayed until my knees wore through And woke up still without a clue. [Хор] Miserere puer... Miserere... [Куплет 3] I built a cross from my own spine I carved a prayer in every line I waited for a drop of sign But silence drank this blood of mine. [Хор] Miserere puer... Miserere... [Бридж] Where were you when the candles drowned? Where were you when I broke my crown? [Хор] Miserere puer... Miserere... [Куплет 4] Maybe the silence is the only prayer Maybe the wound is the only stair Maybe the boy who asked too loud Becomes the shadow... not the cloud. [Хор] Miserere puer... Miserere... [Аутро — повтор последних строк] Maybe the silence... is the only prayer... Miserere puer... Amen.