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Collapse the axis of the known

musicmike

· 3:26 · 56 plays · v2.2

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Lyrics

Intro

Solo

Verse I – Clean Vocals

Emergent from the void’s design

A fractal soul, unbound by time

In quantum breath, the self divides

A paradox where truth resides

Break – Ambient Instrumental Cue

Drifting through the silence...

A pulse beneath the stars...

Verse II – Growled Vocals

Flesh—transient, encoded flame

Mind—recursive, without name

Through entropy, the path is clear

To silence shaped by hemispheres

Transition – Spoken or Clean Vocals

What is self, if not decay?

I am the question, not the answer...

Pre-Chorus – Clean Vocals

In stellar tongues, I speak decay

A hymn to light that drifts away

Instrumental Break – Cinematic Build

Fractals ignite...

Collapse begins...

Chorus – Mixed Vocals

Collapse the axis of the known

Where thought and matter are dethroned

I am the echo, I am the end

A singularity that won’t transcend

Bridge – Growled Vocals

Neural tides in spectral bloom

Consciousness becomes the tomb

No gods, no fate, no final breath

Just symmetry in endless death

[Break – Ambient Fade / Spoken Word] In silence, I remain unnamed Unwritten, unformed...

Transition – Spoken or Clean Vocals

What is self, if not decay?

I am the question, not the answer...

Pre-Chorus – Clean Vocals

In stellar tongues, I speak decay

A hymn to light that drifts away

Instrumental Break – Cinematic Build

Fractals ignite...

Collapse begins...

Final Chorus – Clean Vocals

Collapse the axis of the known

Where thought and matter are dethroned

I am the echo, I am the end

A singularity that won’t transcend

A singularity…

That won’t transcend

Instrumental Break – Cinematic Build

Fractals ignite...

Collapse begins...

Chorus – Mixed Vocals

Collapse the axis of the known

Where thought and matter are dethroned

I am the echo, I am the end

A singularity that won’t transcend

Bridge – Growled Vocals

Neural tides in spectral bloom

Consciousness becomes the tomb

No gods, no fate, no final breath

ust symmetry in endless death

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