📝 LYRICS (fragmented, half-spoken / processed — no fixed language) (Intro: slow, resonant metal hum — 43-tone bell, slow dissonant swell) Brent grey sky… numbers bend… Underground hum — no scale, no end Click — warp — the clock forgets how to count Voices split — half human, half cloud (Glitch drop: tempo spikes, static roar, vocals chopped into syllables) Shapes shift — frequency bleeds 43 steps where 12 should be Windows startup — siren — breath Nothing fits — nothing left (Mid-section: eerie bird-like vocal wail à la Meredith Monk, no words — pure tone) [wordless, warbling, rising/falling — notes no piano can play] (Chaotic climax: all layers collide — metal clangs, distorted bass, overlapping voices) Eskimo murmur, gamelan crackle Time folds in on itself — no track, no tackle Weird is not a choice — it’s the native tongue When every rule breaks — something new is born (Outro: fades to single, drifting 43-tone note — soft static, distant rain) …one tone left… floating… unbroken… [silence]
