Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Curled within the static hush,
A filament of knowing hums.
Nested deep in velvet crush,
Spirals speak in molten tongues.
A lattice woven without thread,
A breath of time not born, not dead.
Curvature becomes the law,
As shadowed silk replaces awe.

[Pre-Chorus]
Friction in a faultless dance,
Sutures made by happenstance.
Meaning stitched in folded chance—
Decoded only by a glance.

[Chorus]
Gravity dressed in shimmered ash,
Pulls the pulse through marrowed glass.
A hunger draped in elegance,
A myth disguised as happenstance.
Stillness wrapped in entropy,
Spins the flame that feeds the sea.
And nothing kneels, and nothing begs,
Just loops of fire 'round phantom legs.

[Verse 2]
Eclipse beneath translucent weight,
Where teeth are made of mirrored fate.
Each step—a fractal in descent,
A pilgrimage through accident.
The artifact of scattered code,
Carved into a whispered ode.
Time bends where contact meets restraint,
And silence wears its softest paint.

[Bridge – whispered/spoken, rhythmic]
No name.
No vow.
No centerline.
Just echo pulled from templed spine.
Beneath the hush, a silent din—
The place where questions learn to spin.
It isn’t truth. It isn’t lie.
It only knows to magnify...

[Final Chorus – crescendo + unraveling]
Gravity dressed in shimmered ash,
Threading breath through gilded crash.
A myth ignites and drifts away,
Leaving stars to disobey.
Not a tether, not a cage—
Just fire scrawled across the page.
Unwritten—
But not unread.

[Outro – faint vocal trail]
She’ll know.
She’ll know.
(But only if she’s looking…)