[Intro: Ambient Shoegaze] (Floating, reverb-heavy clean guitars. Very slow, atmospheric drum beat.) (Soft, breathy female clean vocals, heavily delayed) The dust settles. The cybernetics fade. Just the rusted rungs. Just the debt we've paid. [Verse 1: Post-Rock Build] (Instruments slowly layering, warm analog synths swelling) Don't look down. Don't look at the grave. Look at the glass oculus. Look at the light we have to brave. [Break] [Chorus] We go up! We go up! My Trinoc eye does the math. My Elven memory holds the line. My Sapiens heart keeps beating We go up! [Instrumental] [Bridge: Ethereal and Cinematic] Obalus the Heretic, drawing light in the sand. A thirteenth-century mystic guiding my hand. Fold the frequencies. Spoof the speed of light. Create a rolling dead-zone in the artificial night. [Outro: Sweeping Blackgaze, No Drums] (Just massive layers of shimmering, emotional guitars fading out) My Trinoc eye does the math. My Elven memory holds the line. My Sapiens heart keeps beating. We go up. We go up.
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