Corridors of the Skull (Extended 2)

Intro

Silent breath on broken stone

Ancient channels call me home

Pressure drips from soundless walls

Timeless secrets start to crawl

Verse 0

Void-black river runs inside

Skull is hollowed for the ride

Ritual hum beneath the skin

Ear unlocks where worlds begin

Glowing veins of air and sound

Mark the passage, wrap around

Symbols pulse and twist through bone

Mind becomes a map unknown

Verse 1

Vaults behind my temples sealed

Breathing in the lost unheard

Ears unlock the ancient yield

Pressure builds until it burns

Low hum calls the hidden key

Whispers crawl along the bone

Hearing shapes the memory

Passages I walk alone

Pre-Chorus

Echoed chants align the gate

Sound vibration warps my fate

Rituals inside my skull

I inhale the distant pull

Chorus

Stone and void soak my lungs

I breathe what’s left of ages

This body survives but the mind comes undone

Waking up in ancient cages

Post-Chorus

Oooh oh

Waves run inside

Oooh oh

I can’t die

Verse 2

A tunnel carved behind my eyes

Maps in flesh, timelines twisting, old and dry

Through corridors where pain repeats

Past lives drag chains along my sleep

Pre-Chorus

Silent, the doors slide wide

Pressure and hum, ancient guides

Whispers shape the ritual inside

Air canoe, I drift with time

Chorus

Stone and void soak my lungs

I breathe what’s left of ages

This body survives but the mind comes undone

Waking up in ancient cages

Post-Chorus

Oooh oh

Waves run inside

Oooh oh

I can’t die

Bridge

Chanting shadows fill my throat

Every loss becomes a road

I travel further, ear to stone

Breath unwinds what time has sewn

Drifting deeper, sense decays

Ancient pressure guides the way

Pathways built on layers old

I exhale futures bought and sold

Refrain

Voices bending through the walls

Silent thunder as I fall

Mind is sculpted, memory bruised

Still I wander, never used

Outro

Corridors inside my chest

Air canoe will never rest

Inhaling sorrow, letting go

Through me, the centuries flow

Extended Outro

Dust and memory calcify

Chambers fill with days gone dry

Language older than the bone

Burns within, I breathe it alone

Layers crumble, doors collapse

Ancient breath lays fertile traps

Centuries caught in every thread

Drifting further from the dead

Post-Outro

Ohhh, never done

Ohhh, always one

Ohhh, centuries run

Through these lungs, I become