“The Nameless Tide”

Intro (soft, echoing, almost whispered) Beneath the hush of moonlit foam Where light forgets to go Something older than the bones Of any world we know No name carved in coral stone No face the same twice shown Verse 1 Before the first ship kissed the waves Before the first net fell It listened to the planet breathe In trenches black as hell It watched the continents divide It felt the ice ages rise It learned the language of the storm And memorized the skies Pre-Chorus It wears the shape of what you fear Or what you ache to see A lover lost, a child, a god Or something from the deep Chorus It is the tide that never sleeps The pulse beneath the sea A million years of silent grief And ancient memory Call it wrath or call it grace It answers every plea But if you wound the ocean’s heart It comes for thee Post-Chorus (haunting vocalization) Ohhh— Nameless water, faceless wave Ohhh— No soul it cannot take Verse 2 It’s walked as sailors’ whispered myths As sirens made of light As glowing eyes in midnight swells That shimmer out of sight It’s been the storm that split the mast The calm before the cry The mirror in the blackened sea Where guilty men must lie Pre-Chorus 2 It studies every human face And shifts without a sound Becomes the thing that pulls you close Before it pulls you down Chorus It is the tide that never sleeps The judge beneath the foam Protector of the fragile deep That humans call their own Steel and oil and burning nets Sink heavy in its chest And every drop of poisoned blue It does not forget Breakdown (low, intense, almost spoken) It has no hatred. It has no mercy. It only balances the scales. For every reef you turn to bone— It sends you pale. Verse 3 (rising intensity) Coral crowns upon its brow Whales echo in its veins It wears the thunder like a cloak It breathes in hurricanes And when the last glacier weeps And plastic chokes the sand It will not roar. It will not warn. It simply takes your hand. Pre-Chorus 3 (soft, ominous) And you will see your own reflection In its shifting eyes The shape it chose was always yours— Your greed in sweet disguise Final Chorus (full orchestral swell) It is the tide that never dies The keeper of the blue A million lifetimes in its gaze Older than the moon Nameless, shapeless, vast and wild No throne, no crown, no creed But harm the sea that birthed your kind— And it will feed Outro (fading, distant waves) Beneath the hush of moonlit foam Where light forgets to go It waits… It watches… It knows.