Moonlight Shades So The Sun Escapes

Lyrics

(Intro: Midnight EDM bass pulse, 7.83Hz sub-bass, cascading harp)
A shadowy walk
back through past times,
Sensing the rhythm
of an ancient rhyme.
The desert sands
burning with heat,
A heavy weight drumming
to a primal beat.
The lioness rages
in the crimson glare,
While old distortion lingers
in the echoing air.

(Verse 1: The Wrath of the Past)
From chaos and heartbreak
the little girl grew,
Carrying a fire
that her family never knew.
The rage of the monster
was a burning flame,
Like Sekhmet demanding
her forgotten name.
The mother stood silent
like a moon in eclipse,
While the cold family mold
stay frozen on her lips.
A rigid winter trying
to lock the soul deep,
Leaving the fragments
in a heavy sleep.

(Pre-Chorus: Retro synths rise, upbeat driving tempo kicks in)
But the wide-band hardware
begins to calibrate,
Stepping past the judgment
of an ancient fate.
The blood-debt settles
as the heart starts to spin,
And a brand new frequency
awakens from within.
Connect the hemispheres
to trigger the light,
Walking out of darkness
into thinned-veil sight.

(Chorus: High-vibrational dream indie pop / Heavy bass drop)
I did not become
the fury or the stone,
The transformation came
I safely took my throne.
Like Sekhmet turning
into Hathor's sweet song,
I healed the heavy lineage
where the shadows belong.
My sweet little boy
an innocent light of his own,
I made sure that he would never
have to face the darkness alone.

(Verse 2: The Transmutation side-by-side)
The mystic knowledge myth
echoes in the modern day life,
Turning down the anger
and the historical strife.
The crimson red potion
turns to sweet golden wine,
Protecting the pure seed
of a sacred story-line.
The heart was always heavy
but I never let it turn,
I protect my little boy
Opposite the way I learned.
No low-frequency bullshit
can penetrate the shield,
As the master navigator
commands the phony field.

(Bridge: Deep 963Hz drone, brain hemispheres vibrating)
Brain hemispheres clicking
into a perfect, steady peace.
The generational looping
finally finds its release.
The cosmic clock strikes 8:08,
the illusion is done,
This mother of lead turned gold
stands tall with her son.
A beautiful-
musical-
trip through the mind,
Leaving the rigid family structure far behind.

(Outro: Final driving synth uplift, 360° pitch-bent guitar solo)
The lioness is resting,
the siren is free,
An endless ocean of love
stretching out to the sea.
Shining all the way
to the brightest sister star,
Healing the fractured timeline
from exactly where we are.