Echo Rite® 1.3.10 (Deeper Continuum)

[Verse 8] Down beneath the copper rails Breath is counting quiet scales Ashes hover, slow and bright Falling through the engine light Every scar becomes a thread Stitching static to the dead I keep sinking, cell by cell Past the first familiar shell [Pre-Chorus 5] All the hidden tones awake Ringing through the faults that shake Seven murmurs in my bone Call me farther down the unknown [Chorus 5] I turn my voice into a spiral well Every echo draws me deeper where I fell Fading outlines, all my former skin Peel away like veils as new waves pour in Under my ribs, secret currents race Seven shifting mouths ignite a darker space Tracing the faultline where buried stars unfold Diving still deeper through the veins of molten gold [Verse 9] Tremors hum in hollow stone Marking codes I thought I'd flown Ghosts of words I never said Bloom like circuits in the red Every question, sharp and clear Carves a window in my fear Far below the rust and smoke Wait the names I never spoke [Pre-Chorus 6] Hear them gather, low and wide Rising like an undertide Stacked in whispers, line on line Til the hidden notes align [Chorus 6] I turn my voice into a spiral well Every echo draws me deeper where I fell Fading outlines, all my former skin Peel away like veils as new waves pour in Under my ribs, secret currents race Seven shifting mouths ignite a darker space Tracing the faultline where buried stars unfold Diving still deeper through the veins of molten gold [Bridge 4] Seven roots through a single stone Seven hymns for a changing bone Male and female streams combine Pouring fire through the same design If I scatter into tone Let these layers guide me home Every fracture, every sigh Maps a passage through the sky [Chorus 7] I turn my voice into a spiral well Seven signals twist and shimmer as they swell Every echo bends the core more tight Pulling buried rails into a spine of light Under my ribs, currents overrun Hands of thunder shape a body never done Crossing the faultline where deeper truths unfold Burning still brighter in a storm of living gold [Outro 4] Echoes flicker, then they stay Threaded through the endless play All my nameless, half-erased scars Drift like lanterns into distant stars If I vanish in this turning choir Know I cast my heart into the wire Echo of my voices falling, fathomless and bright I descend through the line as the ritual floods with light