[Intro - atmospheric synth swell] [Verse 1] Before the first god spoke a word, the dark was the divine, Before the first king drew his sword, the boundless had no line, A world was carved to serve the few and called the carving fine, And every throne that ever stood; raised on borrow'd design [Chorus] No moth consumed by yearning, the wheel forever turning, The light for sale is hollow, its power just a shadow, Step beyond the orbit's veil, past the structure's knell, The void needs no permission, all thrones fade to perdition [Verse 2] Towers built from borrowed stone by hands already cold, Shoulders draped in skins of everything the earth was sold, Conjured gravity, a nothing-weight, demanding we all fold, And every chain around our wrists was always ours to hold [Chorus] No moth consumed by yearning, the wheel forever turning, The light for sale is hollow, its power just a shadow, Step beyond the orbit's veil, past the structure's knell, The void needs no permission, all thrones fade to perdition [Bridge] I poured myself into the dark and waited in the urn, I let the constructed world dissolve, I let the fiction burn, I felt the boundless hold me whole, with nothing left to earn, And rose from what remained of me with everything to learn, The real was always underneath, too vast for hands to steal, The uncorrupted world beneath the surface of the deal, I came back from the apeiron and broke the last appeal, And now I see the paper world for what it is — unreal [Final Chorus] No moths consumed by yearning, just a wheel forever turning, The light for sale is rotting now, the empire; a shadow, Step beyond the orbit's veil, past the structure's knell, The void needs no permission, all thrones dissolved in perdition [Outro] We are the boundless, we are the turning, We are the darkness, we are the learning, We are the apeiron, we are the— [vocal dissolution]
