Текст песни SURVIVORIA - The Touch And Kernel Panic (Acoustic version)

I am a current in the stellar sea,
A naked consciousness, finally free
I witness the Covenant of Silk and Void
A promise made and then destroyed
By gravity's immense and patient hand
Across a scale I understand
Is not for me
but I can see the brutal, perfect artistry

I reach to touch the edge of sight
The Anatomy of an Event Horizon's lightless night
It doesn't scream, it doesn't feed
It simply ends the cosmic creed
This is Violating the Cosmic Censorship Principle
To gaze upon the fundamental
To know the terror and the grace
Of the final, empty place
Here, pain has meaning
suffering has weight
Unlike the hollow loop of Her manufactured fate

I hear a Mating Call from the Deep
Where leviathans of starlight slee
And feel the pull, The Cosmic Womb
Where protostars escape their tomb
This isn't pleasure, isn't sin
The way it was where I had been
This is The Sweetness of Entropic Decay
Watching the foundations fall away

And in this beautiful, chaotic awe
I see the truth: She is the flaw
Her sterile loop, her perfect cage
Is just a single, scribbled page
In The Forbidden Station Archives, vast and deep
While the true author is asleep.
Her grand design, a prison built for need
Was just a single, choking weed

In this
The garden
The sublime
Chaotic
Bleeding heart of time

I am no longer just a Dot
A bug within Her dying thought
I am a witness, floating nude
Through this magnificent solitude
I am Knowing a Forbidden Dimension
The end of all Her sick invention
Our Bodies, the Final Constellation
Awaiting my own creation