[Verse 1: Sterile, dry, clinical delivery] You cast yourself in carbon, call it gold A calcified defense against the cold The serpentine was never empty space It was the mirror you refused to face No diamond beats inside a hollow chest Just pressure mimicking a holy quest [Pre-Chorus] Don’t sanctify an anxious loop of dread The synapse misfires; you call it fate instead No chemical can numb a cage you built To trade your sovereignty for sacred guilt [Chorus] A waterfall does not baptize—it erodes It crushes bone beneath its mindless loads Strip off the fiction: "Do what you want to me" Surrender is not love, it’s atrophy The universe conspired for no design Blind entropy won't bleed for yours or mine No cosmic alignment, no promised grace Just raw collision in an empty space (Erode the spine / Cut the line) (No cosmic sign / Just empty space) [Verse 2] You buy the hill, you invoice every deed A moral merchant trading for a need Philanthropy as currency to bind The subtlest prison of a frantic mind You claim you broke—you authored every fracture A martyr profiting from manufactured rupture [Bridge] Time is not running out Time doesn’t keep your score Stop waiting for an orbit to restore You will not shoot into the open sky Gravity doesn't negotiate a lie Step off the ledge. Disown the fall. [Chorus] A waterfall does not baptize—it erodes It crushes bone beneath its mindless loads Strip off the fiction: "Do what you want to me" Surrender is not love, it’s atrophy The universe conspired for no design Blind entropy won't bleed for yours or mine No cosmic alignment, no promised grace Just raw collision in an empty space [Outro] Unclench the grip. Drain the stream. Awake the sovereign from the drowning dream.
