[INTRO - cathedral reverb, warm pads, distant whispers] [distant heartbeat] [BYEOL WHISPERED - cold, fascinated, floating] A sphere. Perfect. Floating in black. It shouldn't exist. But it does. [deep sub bass enters] [plucked melody] [VERSE 1 - ethereal, floating] Light bends around its edge. Gravity writes new laws in real time. Space folds like paper. Time drips like honey. [whispered] And I'm falling in. [PRE-CHORUS - strings enter, building moderately] The stars don't move. They stretch, they smear, they become lines of neon fire. My reflection breaks into a thousand pieces. Each piece is a universe. [CHORUS - floating, ethereal, choir pads] gravity unravels space rewrites itself light becomes solid time becomes liquid i am the singularity of now [INTIMATE DROP - almost silence, solo voice] I see the other side. It looks like me, like everything I've ever been. And everything I'll become. [BUILD - strings rise, tension grows] The sphere pulses. It breathes. It knows. [CLIMAX - full power, taiko, timpani, brass swells, gong] i cross the event horizon i become the wormhole i am the passage i am the bridge between what was and what will be [OUTRO - reverb, fading, floating] On the other side, the stars are new. And I am new too. [heartbeat fades] [sub bass dissolves]
