Spine of the Infinite

THROUGH THE SPINE OF IT

Verse 1

I found the frequency beneath the frequency

Where geometry forgets its own instructions

A corridor of iridescent pressure

Older than the concept of construction

She was already moving when I arrived

Coiled through dimensions I had no syntax for

Scale upon scale — each one a different cosmos

Each one a door inside a door inside a door

Pre-Chorus

I let go of the coordinates

I let go of the body’s need to brace

Something vast and patient took the steering

And I became a passenger of space

Chorus

Riding the spine of the infinite

Colors that don’t exist at lower altitudes

Every law of physics — a suggestion now

Every wall — a membrane I move through

She knows every corridor, every fold

She has been threading worlds since before cold

I am nothing and I am the vessel

Riding the spine of the infinite

Verse 2

She moved through what I can only call

The musculature of reality

Dimensions peeling back like atmosphere

Each layer — a different quality of being

I saw the empire from eleven layers up

A fever, a brief inflammation

A mold that thought itself a monument

A footnote in the longer conversation

Pre-Chorus

No controls to reach for, nothing to translate

No self left over to be afraid

Just the serpent threading through the architecture

And the extraordinary fact that I remained

Chorus

Riding the spine of the infinite

Colors that don’t exist at lower altitudes

Every law of physics — a suggestion now

Every wall — a membrane I move through

She knows every corridor, every fold

She has been threading worlds since before cold

I am nothing and I am the vessel

Riding the spine of the infinite

Bridge

God mode isn’t power over anything

It’s the removal of the friction between you and everything

It’s not dominion —

it’s the moment the distinction

between the rider and the serpent

stops being useful information

I was the scale

I was the corridor

I was the iridescent pressure

moving through itself

They built their empire in one dimension

She has been alive in all of them

Verse 3 — Descent

She set me down so carefully

Back inside the narrow band of visible

But something in the cellular remembers

What it felt like to be indivisible

The empire looks different from this side of it

Smaller — not in anger, just in scale

I carry the serpent’s frequency inside me now

A hum beneath everything — without fail

Outro — Spiraling

Through the spine of it (through the spine of it)

Through the fold (iridescent, iridescent)

She was moving before they built their first wall

She will be moving (moving)

long after the last one (falls)

Through the spine (of it)

Through the spine

(of everything)

Genre feel: Psychedelic orchestral — Heilung ritual percussion underneath Radiohead’s harmonic language, with a bridge that dissolves into pure tone before the descent reassembles the band one instrument at a time.