[Intro] [Sparse, hypnotic bassline enters] [Distant, shimmering guitar echoes] [Subtle tribal percussion taps] [Verse 1] A curious weight of light A fever in the glass It pulls across your vision As the phantom shadows pass Like a gate to a hollow kingdom Or a map drawn in the sand You offer up the treasure With a cold and trembling hand [Chorus] [Vocals: Rising, operatic baritone] This is no theater of ghosts No altar for the flame No fractured hearts to mend Or whispers of a name Just a hunger for the essence The rhythm and the bone A look inside the mirror Where you find you’re not alone [Verse 2] The gemstone cracks in silence The smile becomes a veil Should the seeker find the shore Or set a broken sail? Let the thunder find its voice A storm without a sky And trade a piece of heaven For the secrets in an eye [Bridge] [Music thins out, very atmospheric] [Vocal: Breathy, intimate, dramatic pause] The center cannot hold The balance starts to break There is no path to walk Between the sleep and wake We fall toward the edges Where the dark and silver meet To find the bitter victory In the sting of the defeat [Guitar Solo] [Melodic, soaring, heavily processed with chorus and delay] [Verse 3] The velvet curtain rises On a stage of silent grey We breathe the dust of stars As the daylight slips away A sacred kind of hunger A hollow kind of grace I see the whole of time Written on your face [Outro] [Vocals: Repetitive, chanting, fading] A curious weight... (The silver and the dark) A sacred kind of hunger... (No middle ground) [Fade out with rhythmic bass and echoing synth] [End]
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