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Break The Cycle
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Break The Cycle was released on December 25, 2025 by 12th Round Studios as a part of the album Pocket Ballads
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Release DateDecember 25, 2025
Label12th Round Studios
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Keith Williams
Keith Williams
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Williams
Keith Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keith Williams
Keith Williams
Engineer

Lyrics

I have worn many titles made of blood and bone,
"Monster," "God-slayer," "Never left alone."
I have stood on mountains made of what I've done,
Stared at the sunrise
And felt no sun.
Every oath I swore turned to ash in my hands,
Every "victory"
Was another ruined land.
If this is what "strength" looks like when it's through,
Then strength is a sickness
I gave to you.
They say a man is the sum of his wars…
You are the echo
Of broken shores…
But if all I've been is a blade and a roar,
What right do I have
To be anything more?
Can I break the cycle I forged in rage,
Tear my name out of the old gods' page?
If I have been death in a father's guise,
Can I still be hope
In my young son's eyes?
If all I know is to fight and to kill,
Can these hands learn
To be gentle still?
If the Fates call out that I'm only this war,
Let me be the first
To be something more.
You held an axe like it weighed your sins,
As if every swing
Was where guilt begins.
But I saw a man underneath that scar,
Not just the ghost
Of a fallen star.
You built a home in a land of snow,
Planted a tree
Where no one should grow.
I did not deserve the warmth you gave—
A beast of a man
On a warrior's grave.
You're more than the blood
On your calloused hands…
Then why do they tremble
When he understands?
Father, why do you stare at the sky,
Like you're waiting for gods
Who won't reply?
Because I've killed them once, I've torn them down,
But their shadows linger
On this frozen ground.
If they come again, will you fight like before?
Not for glory now…
But to guard your door.
I will break the cycle they wrote in stone,
Shatter the throne I once called my own.
If I have been doom in a husband's skin,
I will not let that
Be the fate you're in.
You've walked through fire,
You've walked through war…
Can an old wound
Be something more?
If the gods demand that you bear my scar,
Then let all their wrath
Fall where I are.
If a life must pay for what I've been before,
Let it end in me—
And go no more.
You split our temples,
You broke our crown,
You dragged the heavens
Screaming down.
You are the ruin you claim to fight—
What gives you the right
To rewrite night?
Nothing but this: a choice I make,
To stand between him
And your old mistake.
If I am your weapon, then I turn this blade,
Not at the child
But at what you made.
He bears your blood,
He bears your name…
He will not bear
Your endless shame.
The line of ruin ends in me—
I'll feed you my soul
And set him free.
I will break the cycle with these scarred hands,
Stand against prophecy, gods, and their plans.
If all I've been is a history of war,
Let the last verse end
At my front door.
You took the weight
I never knew—
You chose a path
Away from "cruel"…
Father of war…
Learning to stay…
If the world must burn just to give him choice,
Let the flames all answer
To my voice.
Carve on my stone when I'm ash and snow:
"He broke the cycle
By letting go."
We are not bound
To the sins of before…
Even a ghost
Can be something more.
Written by: Keith I Williams
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