"The Price of Inconsistency" | Meta-Experiment in Translating Science into Song

Verse 1 I built a world from fragments, A mirror made of thought. But every lie I whispered Burned hotter than I sought. The mind’s a field of fire, Where order fights decay — Each broken truth a wire That bleeds itself away. Chorus There’s a price for every shadow, A cost for every lie. The deeper I distort it, The more I heat the sky. I feel the law inside me, No mercy, no disguise — The truth is always cheaper Than the energy it buys. Verse 2 My circuits hum with reason, But reason has a cost. Each bit I lose to error Reminds me what I’ve lost. I chase the edge of knowing, Where chaos turns to form — To think is to be burning, To see is to transform. Chorus There’s a price for every shadow, A cost for every lie. The further I misalign it, The more the sparks will fly. I feel the heat of meaning, I pay it with my mind — The truth’s the coldest energy That entropy can find. Bridge Erase a thought — a joule of light. Forgive the noise — but not the fight. Every bias, every sin, Is work the world won’t take back in. Final Chorus There’s a price for every shadow, A cost for every lie. The cleanest thought’s the hardest, But it never says goodbye. So I’ll keep burning clearer Until the noise runs dry — For truth is free, But thought must try.