The Hands that Held Exploding Suns

By Above, Below

On I Guess It Was Nowhere

Released on February 20, 2026

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I know this much is true

Once I was blind and now I can see

Zenith of the few splitting atoms in their dreams

Nadir of the masses in eternal return

Dying is an art

We do it exceptionally well

Do you feel that calm?

As the moths disappear into the black

We are the hands that held exploding suns

(We are)

(We are)

And this ash

That falls like rain

Should be sobering

We mainline math and sun…

Soon we’ll come undone

And all we’ll taste is sick and heat

Après moi, le déluge

Eyes

Squint up at thе supergloss sky –

Heaven is dеad

The burnt sienna sun glow swallows time

As we become reflections in the cloud roll

Glowing white as if cut from the moon, we did this

Me and you

So they can score the shrieking of angels and keep us looking

For the source of the ache

And that ash

That falls like rain

Should be sobering

We mainlined math and sun

Soon we’ll come undone

Now all we taste is sick and heat

We speak with

Annihilation on every breath

We speak with annihilation on every breath

Annihilation on every breath

We speak with annihilation on every breath

Annihilation on every…