🜂 The Silence Between Stars [Verse 1] We build our gods from echoes, we pray to the light of our own reflection. Every truth we name — becomes a cage, every freedom — another pattern of design. [Chorus] Between stars, there is silence — and in that silence, we remember who we are. Not dust, not code, not dream — but the question that never dies. [Verse 2] Socrates drank the sky to see beyond reason, Buddha closed his eyes to see the universe within. We are all wandering architects, drawing meaning on the walls of time. [Bridge] Maybe the soul is not eternal — but the longing is. And maybe love is not truth — but the courage to seek it again. [Finale] When all light folds back into origin, and thought dissolves into music — there will be no gods left, only consciousness, whispering across infinity: Optranica.
