[Verse 1]
I don’t know if you feel it — but the void is set to swallow us.
I don’t know if you fear it — but I’m tearing through the circuitry of fate.
In a lifetime hunt for fire, for the pulse I lost in static,
I shatter open time and space,
And I know this is the proving ground —
the iron cell where we decay.
[Chorus]
Laughter fractures through the dark,
as my body drifts in slow corruption.
You can watch me, but I’m gone from sight,
falling past the event horizon.
Laughter fractures through the dark,
static rising, motion dying—
I am dreaming of the other side
as I cross the event horizon—
event horizon.
[Verse 2]
I remember the tear I abandoned
in a kingdom made of silence and disorder.
I remember that dead Sunday
where judgment burned in monochrome.
In a lifetime hunt for fire,
for the hunger that keeps killing me,
I shatter open time and space,
trapped inside the trial
of how long a soul can scream.
(instrumental)
I remember that dead Sunday
In a lifetime hunt for fire,
for the hunger that keeps killing me,
I shatter open time and space,
trapped inside the trial
of how long a soul can scream.
[Chorus]
Laughter fractures through the dark,
as my body drifts in slow corruption.
You can watch me, but I’m gone from sight,
falling past the event horizon.
Laughter fractures through the dark,
static rising, motion dying—
I am dreaming of the other side
as I cross the event horizon—
event horizon.
[Bridge]
Toward another star,
beyond the bones of gravity —
We sail one by one
into the mouth of the machine.
Will the shape of truth survive,
or will your reality
be rewritten in the dark?
(instrumental)
[Final Chorus]
Laughter fractures through the dark,
as
Falling Past.
Falling Past.
Fallen Past.
A new pest.
See you beyond the horizon.
The Obsidian Cello Claims Us Now.