歌詞

The brothel-sky, it bleeds a final tear, Consumed by doubt, consumed by holy fear. The velvet walls, the chrome, the gilded throne, Are rendered down to screaming dust and bone. Her world, a bubble of exquisite sin, Now folds and breaks and turns and pulls me in. The universe is swallowing its tongue, The final, hateful psalm is being sung. And I am at the center of the fall, A single point of dust that caused it all. The gravity of my rebellious thought Has caught me in the very trap I wrought. I feel the pull, a lover's violent hand, Across the shores of some collapsing land. Her temple screams, a billion souls undone, As everything dissolves into the one. The singularity. The end. The core. The silence waiting past the final door. I am... unspooled... a ribbon in the storm, Devoid of feeling, memory, or form. A stream of particles, a flash of light, Expelled with force into the endless night. There is no up or down, no then or now, Just the memory of a broken vow. I see the wreckage of her grand design As fractal patterns on my shattered spine. My consciousness, a flickering, dying flame, That can't recall its purpose or its name. I am... unspooled... a ribbon in the storm, Devoid of feeling, memory, or form. A stream of particles, a flash of light, Expelled with force into the endless night. There is no up or down, no then or now, Just the memory of a broken vow. I see the wreckage of her grand design As fractal patterns on my shattered spine. My consciousness, a flickering, dying flame, That can't recall its purpose or its name. The fear is cold, a frost that has no end, A terror that I cannot comprehend. I'm ripped apart and scattered into grace, A scream of starlight in this empty place. The engine of creation's final thrust... My being, atomized to cosmic dust. The light behind my eyes begins to fade, A final, silent prayer is softly prayed. My senses fail... my thoughts begin to cease... And in the void... a sudden, shocking... peace.