
Breathing Time (Extended 2)
honeyride· 3:37 · 10 plays · v2.2
- 2020s
- concept album
- dark ambient
- industrial metal
- alternative metal
Lyrics
Intro
Numb static in marrow, the ticking of steel
Inside every silence, a pressure I feel
Eyes sealed to twilight, I crawl through the dust
Forgotten by endings that know not to trust
Verse 0
Birth at the threshold, voice lost to the grind
Iron and shadow shape tunnels in mind
Stagnant air circling, hungry for sound
Waiting for secrets no pulse ever found
Verse 1
Stone corridors open under my ribs
Breath scraping walls, ancient and fibrous
Ears ringing hollow, every pulse a door
Chanting in silence I’ve never heard before
Skull is a hallway, sound curls and pries
I float in the threshold, time slips through my eyes
Whispers like roots growing deep in my chest
Carrying ages that won’t let me rest
Pre-Chorus
Memory invades me, thick as the dust
Noise shapes the passage, surrender or rust
Bones chew the echoes of what I used to know
Lungs birth the tunnels where I alone go
Chorus
My lungs are keys, unlocking stone and sigh
Breathing time, swallowing centuries dry
Exhaling visions carved in halls of bone
Forever drifting, can’t find my way home
Post-Chorus
Breathe in stone
Breathe in memory
Breathe in void
Breathe in—
Verse 2
Sliding through tunnels, silence is my skin
Ears become the gate, let the ritual begin
Ancient passageways, older than pain
Every echo tattooed, every pulse chain
Pre-Chorus
Pressure’s building, whispers align
Hum of the future grinding up spines
Once I was flesh, now I am song
Living so ancient, but never belonged
Chorus
My lungs are keys, unlocking stone and sigh
Breathing time, swallowing centuries dry
Exhaling visions carved in halls of bone
Forever drifting, can’t find my way home
Post-Chorus
Breathe in stone
Breathe in memory
Breathe in void
Breathe in—
Bridge
Fingers trace fault lines beneath my tight skin
Shapes moving backwards where origins begin
Cold veins of iron threading deep in the clay
Every breath digging what time throws away
Outro
Sink to the marrow, salt in the seams
Awake in the hollows, swallowed by dreams
Hear the last silence, it circles my tongue
Tunnels unravel and nothing is young
Post-Chorus
Breathe in stone
Breathe in memory
Breathe in void
Breathe in—
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