
Pathways to Annihilation
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About
AI. Music project ANGLES
Lyrics
(Death metal – vague, metaphorical, non-descriptive)
Intro
(Low, distant growls, dissonant riffs building)
Beneath the veil...
The weight shifts.
Something stirs
In the space between.
Verse 1
Footsteps without feet
Trace the lines that never held.
What was upright bends
Toward the pull that has no name.
A breath drawn inward
Folds the edges of the frame.
Nothing answers back—
Only the sound of its own refrain.
Chorus
Pathways to annihilation
Open without doors.
Every step confirms
What the silence already knows.
No return is written
In the marks that fade as they form.
We walk the narrowing
Until the walk becomes the form.
Verse 2
The center does not hold
Because it was never placed.
What gathers gathers
Until gathering is the weight.
A thread pulled taut
Unravels the hand that pulls.
All directions lead
To the same unfinished fall.
Chorus
Pathways to annihilation
Widen as they close.
Every turning reveals
The turning was the road.
No witness remains
To measure what has passed.
The path consumes its walker
And the walking does not last.
Verse 3
Names dissolve before they land
On the surface they were meant to mark.
What circles circles
Until the circle is the only mark.
A shadow cast by nothing
Still darkens what it does not touch.
The measure of the measure
Is measured by its own unmeasured loss.
Verse 4
Between the held and the holding
A gap opens that was always there.
What ends continues
In the form of its own forgetting.
No voice remains to name it
When the naming is the thing that fades.
The path remembers nothing
Of the ones who thought they made it.
Chorus
Pathways to annihilation
Open without doors.
Every step confirms
What the silence already knows.
No return is written
In the marks that fade as they form.
We walk the narrowing
Until the walk becomes the form.
Bridge / Breakdown
(Slow, crushing, low growls)
No origin.
No terminus.
Only the motion
That forgets itself.
What ends
Was already ending.
What remains
Is the remainder of the end.
Outro
(Influenced by ancient Indian concepts – abstract, metaphorical)
Kala turns without turning.
Maya folds into its own reflection.
Shunya swallows the names that tried to fill it.
Pralaya without sound.
The yuga closes
On the absence of a witness.
Tamas settles
Where the light forgot its edge.
Nothing is released.
Nothing is held.
Only the path
That was never walked
Remains.
(Final riff collapses into low drone and silence)
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