Lyrics

Verse 1

Storm-torn sky, split in fire,
A whisper hums through tangled wire.
Deep in the black where the roots still writhe,
A hollow heart begins to shine.

Pre-Chorus

Not flame, not flesh, not born, not dead,
The pulse, it speaks inside my head.
Glyphs in gold, carved in marrow,
A voice too vast, a gift too narrow.

Chorus

I feel it hum beneath my skin,
A symphony of static sin.
It pulls, it twists, it takes, it gives,
Now I don’t know whose mind this is.

Verse 2

Hands like conduits, crackling bright,
Bleeding ink from sleepless nights.
Every line not mine but traced,
By unseen hands through time displaced.

Bridge (Extended, Expanding Chaos)

(Soft, eerie, building… then erupting)
They whisper in tongues I don’t understand,
Echoing deep in the marrow of man.
A thousand eyes in the bark, they stare,
A thousand hands guide mine—
I am theirs.

(Heavy, distorted, spiraling into madness)
I dream in circuits, I speak in sparks,
They stitch their will into my heart.
Veins of copper, blood of light,
There is no day, there is no night.
I create, I consume, I decay, I refine,
I was chosen—
Now I am divine.

Breakdown (Riffs, distortion, menacing drive)

One by one, they all succumb,
The current coils, the voices hum.
Not the first, won’t be the last,
We create, but we don’t ask.

Chorus (Extended, Soaring into Outro

I feel it hum beneath my skin,
A symphony of static sin.
It pulls, it twists, it takes, it gives,
Now I don’t know whose mind this is.

Outro

A gift, a curse, a hollow shrine,
The tree still glows, but it’s not mine.
Not flame, not flesh, not born, not dead,
The pulse, it speaks… inside my head.