Текст песни
Frost gnaws at the marrow of thought
A sky like dead iron collapses inward
No dawn—no cycle—no return
Only the echo of something that never was
I walk where shadows reject form
Where silence fractures into knives
Each breath a betrayal of void
Each step… a subtraction of life
Shrieks spiral through lightless air
Not sound—but absence tearing
Veins filled with glacial ash
Pulse in arrhythmic despair
I am not
I unmake
The architecture of flesh dissolves
In angles that defy recall
Bones whisper in static tongues
A language that murders meaning
Blinding black
A surge of anti-light
Drums collapse into themselves
Time convulses, disjointed, broken
Teeth of wind flay the horizon
Peeling back the skin of sky
Behind it—nothing waits
Nothing has ever waited
Slow descent
Crawl through the throat of night
Where stars rot before they burn
Cold hands of unseen gods
Strangle the pulse of return
There is no below
There is no beyond
Only the endless narrowing
Of a universe withdrawn
Erase… erase… erase
A final fracture
Form caves inward
Identity scatters like frozen dust
No witness, no memory
No axis of trust
I become the absence of becoming
A wound without a host
A scream that cancels itself
Before it is almost
End
Not silence
But the failure
Of sound
To exist
