Verse 1
I wake in the drift between seconds and stars,
With silence stretched paper-thin.
My breath is a signal that won’t travel far,
Still shouting from deep within.
Ahead is the dark with its infinite mass,
A hunger that feeds on decay,
It drags every moment I’ve tried to outlast
Toward a vanishing point of today.
Chorus
I burn as I battle the beast of time,
That black hole crown in the sky.
It bends my years, pulls space from my mind,
Till past and future collide.
If I’m torn into light, if I’m barely alive,
I’ll still carry on, till the next unchartedline.
Verse 2
Then I see him there in the cosmic dust,
Unbroken, defying the pull.
His voice cuts through like a gravity thrust,
A constant, a measurable rule.
Where my memories stretch into ribbons of light,
His hand is a tether I know,
He says, “Stay with me here in the now, not the night—
You don’t have to face this alone.”
Chorus
I burn as I battle the beast of time,
That black hole crown in the sky.
It bends my years, pulls space from my mind,
Till past and future collide.
If I’m torn into light, if I’m barely alive,
I’ll still carry on, till the next unchartedline.
Bridge
The horizon screams as it tears me apart,
Shreads hope and regret,
But love has a mass the equations forgot,
A force even darkness can’t get.
He pulls me back from the infinite well,
From the edge where the clocks all die,
And suddenly time breaks its personal spell—
It moves when I meet his eyes.
Chorus
I burn as I battle the beast of time,
That black hole crown in the sky.
It bends my years, pulls space from my mind,
Till past and future collide.
If I’m torn into light, if I’m barely alive,
I’ll still carry on, till the next unchartedline.
Final Chorus
I burn as I battle the beast of time,
That black hole crown in the sky.
It bends my years, pulls space from my mind,
Till past and future collide.
If I’m torn into light, if I’m barely alive,
I’ll still carry on, till the next unchartedline.
Wandering_Zealot
