Meaning Breakers - I Finally Know My Name (Saga of the Forsaken Werewolf - Episode 13)

🐺🔥Episode XIII - I Finally Know My Name | Saga of the Forsaken Werewolf🔥🐺

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Lyrics:

The candles hissed, the night leaned in,
Fredrik traced the runes again.
The forest trembled at the ancient rite,
Shadows bent around the silver light.
The beast lay down, the memories spilled,
Echoes of a life the curse had killed.
Then lightning split the dreaming veil—
A human face, a voice so frail…
A soul once drowned in endless night,
Rose gasping back toward mortal light…

“VIKTOR!” he cried through the cold morning air,
“I finally know my name—Viktor! I was always there!”
A heartbeat reclaimed from the edges of doom,
A truth long buried beneath fur and the moon.
Viktor—oh Viktor—the name that survived,
The spark in the darkness that kept me alive.

But Fredrik just stared at the trembling ground,
Eyes wide with terror, no breath, no sound.
The joy in the wolf-man flickered thin,
As he stepped toward the friend he’d let in.
“Is something wrong?” he gently said—
The first time calling Fredrik friend.
For all their battles, blood and night,
Trust had never shone this bright.
But Fredrik’s voice came cracked and low,
A truth too heavy for the world to know…

“VIKTOR!” he cried through the cold morning air,
“I finally know my name—Viktor! I was always there!”
A heartbeat reclaimed from the edges of doom,
A truth long buried beneath fur and the moon.
Viktor—oh Viktor—the name that survived,
The spark in the darkness that kept me alive.

Fredrik whispered, “I’m glad you’re found…
But the circle turned the world around.
The ritual showed what none have seen—
The balance bound in the space between.
The unseen force was never slain,
Its remnants woven through your veins.
It sleeps inside you—vast and old—
A storm contained in flesh and soul.”

“VIKTOR!” he cried through the cold morning air,
“I finally know my name—Viktor! I was always there!”
A heartbeat reclaimed from the edges of doom,
A truth long buried beneath fur and the moon.
Viktor—oh Viktor—the name that survived,
The spark in the darkness that kept me alive.

Viktor staggered back, the forest reeled,
As truth cut deeper than any steel.
The curse remained because the force remained—
An ageless power by his heartbeat chained.
Not free, not doomed, but something worse—
A waking vessel of the universe.
The fate he feared, the fate he'd chased,
Now carved in bone he can't erase…

But why must every answer tear a wider, darker seam?
Why does every resolution drown another dying dream?
Why can’t I just be free—why must I be the key,
To become the unseen force or to end all that breathes?
Viktor—oh Viktor—named only to find,
The curse was not broken…
It was waiting inside.
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