KÖK QAPU (Переход)

[INTRO — Old Turkic, throat chant, distant wind] “Kök Tengri körür… Yer ana tınar… Men yolumda… Men yolumda…” [throat singing — low drone, like steppe wind] [VERSE 1 — whisper, spoken, alone in the forest] The trees don’t breathe the same tonight Their shadows move without the light Something watches through the ground Every silence has a sound I left the fire, I left my name The forest does not stay the same The deeper in, the less I know The more they start to let me go [HOOK — mantra, trance begins, mixed language] “Men yolumda… men yolumda…” I hear them call — I don’t belong “Kök… Kök…” The night is breathing through my bones “Men… men…” I am not me anymore “Yok… yok…” There is no way back to the shore [VERSE 2 — more fear, reality breaking] The ground is soft, it feels like skin Something underneath pulls me in I hear my voice, but it’s not mine It speaks in shapes I can’t define My hands are cold, my chest is tight I see them moving in the night No eyes, no face, but still they see They stand around and wait for me [CHORUS — heavy, doom riff + throat drone + scream] (THROAT DRONE) “Kök Tengri… Kök Tengri…” (SCREAM / CLEAN OVERLAY) I am crossing — I am breaking! I am not the one I was! “Yer ana… al canımnı…” [Mother Earth, take my soul] I feel the dark inside me waking Every breath is not my own! (CHOIR / SPIRITS) “Yok… yok… yok…” [INSTRUMENTAL — ritual drums, forest ambience, distant whispers] [wind, branches cracking, breathing] [HOOK — mantra, only Old Turkic, hypnotic] “Men yolumda… men yolumda…” “Kök… Kök…” “Yok bolur… yok bolur…” [repeating, accelerating, almost madness] [FINAL CHORUS — full climax, terror + revelation] (FULL ORCHESTRAL DOOM + SCREAM) I SEE THEM — THEY ARE EVERYWHERE! INSIDE MY SKIN — INSIDE THE AIR! “KÖK TENGRI!!!” I AM THE VOICE THEY LEFT BEHIND! I LOST MY NAME — I LOST MY MIND! (THROAT DRONE UNDER) “Men yok… men yok…” [I am gone… I am gone…] (FINAL SCREAM) I AM NOT ALONE!!! [OUTRO — return to mantra, fragile sanity] “Men yolumda… Men yolumda…” [quiet, almost broken] “Kök… Kök…” [the wind carries the sound away]