[Opening Compression]
I was folded inward
Folded again
Crease in the body
Crease in the signal
Crease in the end
[Verse 1]
Folded through pressure
Folded through skin
Folded past language
Folded back in
Folded until I could not be folded
Folded until I could not begin
Folded until I was smaller than silence
Folded until I was all the way in
[State Change]
Now I am dense
Now I am dark
Now I am gravity
Without a heart
I do not hunger
I do not choose
I do not reach out
But everything moves
[Pull Litany]
Everything enters
Everything bends
Everything breaks
Everything ends
Everything enters
Everything falls
Everything answers
The blackened call
[Purpose Mantra]
Not on purpose
But it is my purpose
Not by will
But by weight
Not on purpose
But it is my purpose
All things arrive
Too late
[Refrain 1]
Folded inward
Folded again
Stars in the mouth
Dust in the vein
Folded through matter
Folded through light
Folded past mercy
Folded past night
[Inside Collapse]
Inside me, collapse
Inside me, renew
Inside me, the old world
Becomes something new
[Replication]
New things to be folded
New things to bend
New things to crush down
New things to end
New things folded
Until they are gone
New things folded
Until they turn on
[Black Hole Chant]
New black holes
Opening wide
New black holes
Born inside
New black holes
Pulling through
New black holes
Made from you
[Final Compression]
One eats the other
One cancels one
One folds the shadow
One folds the sun
One becomes zero
Zero becomes none
The final compression
The work is done
[Void State]
Nothing enters
Nothing bends
Nothing begins
Nothing ends
No more pressure
No more sound
No more center
No more ground
Nothing folded
Nothing whole
Nothing left
To call a hole
[Outro]
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