[Continuous Warm Analog Drone, Dry Close-Mic Fujara, Slow Restrained Pulse] It creeps in, Slow, Moving in waves, To pull you straight into the core. The blazing summer laughed its last goodbye, And the wild, untamed horses Raced off into the edge of the world, Leaving a deepening space behind. We are sinking down. The autumn brings a heavy quiet, Opening new spaces wide. Because the dark and silence are required For the seeds that wait inside. [Subtle Hand Percussion, Warm Analog Bass] Step outside, and the chaos takes you. The rolling fog hunts down the wandering soul, Whispering sweet lies of poisoned wealth, The promise of a savior bringing a brand-new world. The tension breaks, And crawling from the deep come killer thoughts, Because the inner light now only burns Down in the abyss. The path between worlds is a razor’s edge, The ridge so narrow. So turn your focus to the silence, The only place you’ll hear your own voice, The pulse of a living heart. Don't be tempted. Please. No matter what they promise... The stakes are far too high, And you’re dancing on a fragile bridge. One slip of the foot, And you’ll tumble back into the dark. Stay light, let everything go, Treading softly on the sinking ground. The earth grows softer underneath, And if you carry heavy weights, The marsh will pull you under. You’ll sink like a shipwreck swallowed by the ocean, Trapped in the reflection of your own design, Lost in the deep. Your mind caught in a twilight haze, Waiting for the wheel to turn, For another cosmic shift to break the spell. See right through the illusion, See the trap they weave with shadow threads. A game of smoke and mirrors, Shadows and lights that look like they’re alive, Though they carry no breath, No soul, no life. The shell is already fracturing, Fine veins of awakening spreading across the surface, Growing stronger with every single breath. The crust won’t hold much longer. When the time is right, The shell will fall away from the seed. There is still a tremor left to shake the ground, A shifting of the earth and sky, Like a page turning in a cosmic romance. Until then, I beg you, Stay in the silence, Inside your inner space, Where everything is whole, Held in divine love. [Outro, Fading Fujara, Slow Breath, Gentle Stereo Drift, Soft Tape Saturation] The sea is coming.... Coming... Coming...
