[Verse 1] You’ve been staring through the glass like it’s a mirror to your fear, Charting angels in equations while the stars are drawing near. You’ve got books upon your table, prayers carved into your skin, But all the gates you’ve ever studied still need someone to let you in. I’ve got lightning in my bloodstream, I've got thunder in my kiss— And I can take you past the silence, to the chaos wrapped in bliss. So take my hand, Doctor Dee, don’t you blink, don’t you stall— You’ve been summoned by the infinite, and I’m here to catch your fall. [Chorus] 🎵 What the mind cannot yet handle, The heart can fully grasp. There’s a fire just beyond the stars— Will you burn, or will you ask? There’s a wind that sings in Enochian, It calls the brave, not the wise... And if you follow me to the brink of possibility— You’ll see Heaven with unblinded eyes. 🎵 [Verse 2] You’ve lived a life of reason, you’ve walked a world of law, But reason can’t explain the way I slip through every door. You built your throne in language, but I dance in living sound— There are syllables that bloom like blood when they’re finally spoken aloud. There’s a serpent in your spine, love—it’s been dreaming in your bones, Let me wake it with a whisper, let me guide it to the unknown. You can’t weigh the Aethyrs, can’t map their shifting sands— But you can ride them like a storm if you just take my hand. [Chorus] 🎵 What the mind cannot yet handle, The heart can fully grasp. You can drown in definition— Or breathe deep from my flask. There’s a current past imagination, Where your soul can break its ties… If you follow me to the brink of possibility— You’ll be born with unblinded eyes. 🎵 [Bridge – Spoken, breathy, intimate] Do you want to know where angels cry? Where gods forget their names? Where every question rips the sky And none of it ends the same? I’ve seen you dreaming with your eyes wide shut— Now dream with them open. Let me show you how. [Final Chorus – Modulated key, soaring] 🎵 What the mind cannot yet handle, The heart can fully grasp. So let go of your equations— Let love complete the task. There’s a language that was never written, But it lives in your soul’s replies… And if you follow me to the brink of possibility— We’ll make love to the shape of the skies. 🎵 [Outro – quiet, whisper] Take one step more, Doctor… And never look back.
