[Verse]
Stone horizon, dust on my tongue
Cold wind folding the ache into one
Echoing thunder drums in the deep
I pace the ridges, hollow and steep
Blackened sky where the star-lattice runs
Oud strings bending, slow and undone
Breath turns iron, lost in the haze
Wheels of shadow grinding the days
[Pre-Chorus]
Heavy is the low, distant and slow
Pulse in the marrow, hollow aglow
[Chorus] (odd meter)
Step to the monolith—waiting, waiting
Echoes crawl close as the silence breaks
Step to the monolith—fading, fading
Rivers of reverb through the scorched terrain
[Verse]
Ashen branches creak at my side
Distorted rails in spiraling stride
Ominous fever drains from the stone
Whispering textures rip through my bone
Ambient veins, stillness decays
Battle drums hammer the iron malaise
Threadbare breath—pulling me through
Atmosphere opens, painted in blue
[Bridge]
Strings hum—like warning from far away
Time comes—unfolding what never stays
[Chorus] (odd meter)
Step to the monolith—waiting, waiting
Echoes crawl close as the silence breaks
Step to the monolith—fading, fading
Rivers of reverb through the scorched terrain
[Outro]
Heavy low—curling under the stone
I approach—alone, unknown
Echoes—swallow my zone
I approach—alone, unknown