[Verse 1] Perpetual spin, the wheel won’t halt Tethered by strings to the infinite vault An orbit of thought, a helix unwound Fragments of truth in the echoing sound [Pre-Chorus] The center holds, but barely so Tension builds where shadows grow Between the pull, the mind’s divide Caught in the tilt of a gyroscope’s ride [Chorus] Balance sways, the axis breaks Through the void, the silence wakes A shifting plane, a fragile line The gyroscope swings; the chaos aligns [Guitar Solo] [Verse 2] Echoes of ages etched in the stone A labyrinth carved in the marrow and bone The compass spins, no north to find The burden of flesh and the paradox mind [Pre-Chorus] Turbulence calls from the great unknown Gravity whispers, “You’re not alone” Patterns emerge, dissolve again The edge of reason—where does it end? [Chorus] Balance sways, the axis breaks Through the void, the silence wakes A shifting plane, a fragile line The gyroscope swings; the chaos aligns [Guitar Solo] [Verse] Endless motion, infinite decay. We seek the still point, Yet are undone by its proximity. What binds us is not the gyre, But the yearning to escape its grip. [Guitar Solo] [Pre-Chorus] Turbulence calls from the great unknown Gravity whispers, “You’re not alone” Patterns emerge, dissolve again The edge of reason—where does it end? [Outro] Balance sways, the axis breaks Through the void, the silence wakes A shifting plane, a fragile line The gyroscope swings; the chaos aligns [End]
