Invocation

[Verse I] I draw a circle in the ash of dawn Your name still trembling on my tongue The frost is gone, but not the scars You brought with you from silent stars Lay down your shadow, wanderer It followed you through ice and fear The breath you stole from dying nights Now learns to burn instead of disappear [Pre-Chorus] Hear how the ground begins to hum The world grows thin, the drums are numb Your heartbeat slips out of its skin This is not where you end — This is where we begin [Chorus] Come undone in my invocation Drink the smoke, forget your name I tear you loose from your reflection Break the mirror, feed the flame Let the spirits write your veins With signs you never dared to see You were the wound, you were the chain Now kneel — and let me unmake thee [Verse II] I paint your eyes with serpent light So you can see what feeds the night Your thoughts dissolve in blooming noise A thousand mouths, a single voice Time collapses, folds, and screams Nothing here is what it seems Your past crawls out of shattered bone And begs to not be taken home [Pre-Chorus] Breathe in the dust of who you were Exhale the lie you called “yourself” The pulse ascends, the vision splits You taste eternity on your lips [Chorus] Come undone in my invocation Let the poison teach you truth I baptize you in disintegration Tear the future from your roots Let the spirits write your veins In fevered runes and burning pleas You were the question carved in pain Now rise — reborn in agony [Bridge] Spin, spin — the colors bleed Skin to smoke, thought to seed I speak in tongues you almost know I am the door, I am the no Fall through me Fall apart Fall asleep inside my heart Die — softly Die — slow Die so something else can grow [Break] You chased my voice through endless white But never asked what calls the light I am not savior, not divine I am the end you left behind [Final Chorus] Come undone in my invocation No return, no after-then I carve your soul from separation You are not alone again Let the spirits seal your eyes With fire, venom, breath, and sound You fled yourself a thousand times Now wake — There is no ground [Outro] The circle fades The drums grow still But you are burning — And you will it