Текст песни The First Tremor

Before the weight of matter conjoined A thought stirred in the void's numb womb No word, no flame, no chime of Old Dawn Only the itch where the Absolute tuned Was it love or a wound that first spun the chord? A dreamer's gasp or a scream undone? The universe hums, but gnaws at its core Why did the silence rupture? What have I begun? A paradox nursed in the furnace of naught No ash yet to name it, no pyre to blame Did it root as a seed or a tumorous rot? A God's first mistake or the mire whence gods came? Was it love or a wound that first spun the chord? A dreamer's gasp or a scream undone? The universe hums, but gnaws at its core Why did the silence rupture? What have I begun? The Architects kneel, their blueprints dissolved No halo, no hell, just the spark unblest A birth without mother, a breathless resolve The thought eats its tail in dark's hollowed caress To fracture the sky is to whisper I am A flaw in the code, a tear in the veil The first thought still bleeds where the galaxies cram The engine is rust, but the spark won't grow pale