[Verse]
Nine constellations, orbit through my nation,
Illumination bright, sparking new creation,
Forty-five spinning, time dilation's key,
Crowned with fame, the blood glimmers icy.
[Bridge]
Fortune’s vortex pulling minds in suction,
Blinded by shine, their faith in destruction,
Payloads of diamonds, conflict in friction,
Truth caught in riddles, chasing the affliction.
[Chorus]
Center stage, it’s the spiral we crave,
Numbers unlock the roots of the grave,
Cyclones of power, the endless wave,
Grasping for jewels the lost never save.
[Verse 2]
Nine truths flipping planets in rotation,
Fate drips red like the blood of a nation,
Forty-five calibers clock the time, sublime,
Diamond shards sharpen verses that bind.
[Bridge 2]
The vortex twists, dragging starlight lower,
Fortune's glitter nothing more than a blower,
Ego's crown, the diamonds disown,
Stripped raw by cycles from thrones they've sown.
[Chorus]
Center stage, it’s the spiral we crave,
Numbers unlock the roots of the grave,
Cyclones of power, the endless wave,
Grasping for jewels the lost never save.