[Verse] Iron ribs of a rusted sky Cradle the eggs of a velvet lie The marrow spills where the wires fray To keep the shivering ghosts at bay A silk thread chokes the ancient gears Drowning the pulse of the hollow years [Verse] The ceiling drips with a silver oil Where segments of the spirit coil A glass-eyed hunter with needle limbs Sews the edges of the fraying hymns We are the food in a woven cell Ringing the chime of a quiet hell [Chorus] White geometric knots of fear Binding the seasons that disappear Eight-legged thoughts in a frantic crawl Mapping the cracks on the brittle wall Tangled in webs of a worm-eaten light The predator sleeps in the belly of night [Verse] The moon is a hole in a moth-chewed cloak Vanishing under the sulfur smoke A thousand eyes in the corridor blink Watching the heavy horizons sink We dance on a tightrope made of vein Waiting for thirst to outrun the pain [Pre-Chorus] The spindle turns a bitter glow Spitting out shadows we used to know The vibration hums in the hollow chest Tearing the heart from its sticky rest [Chorus] White geometric knots of fear Binding the seasons that disappear Eight-legged thoughts in a frantic crawl Mapping the cracks on the brittle wall Tangled in webs of a worm-eaten light The predator sleeps in the belly of night [Outro]