Letras
The pad is quiet, too quiet to trust
Frost crawling upward like forgotten dust
The OLP stands like a tomb in the sky
A place where hope lands only to die
I step from the ramp with a trembling breath
Searching for loot, bargaining with death
Shadows move, a promise or a lie
Security waits where the angels spy
I fall again, fade again, lights dim to black
Spawning new baggage with my soul cracked
The loop devours me, cold, precise, obscene
Insanity whispers, "Repeat what's been seen"
My footprints freeze in the same old snow
Met bay light humming the familiar glow
I rise from the bed with a hollow stare
Knowing my ship still waits in despair
The cycle isn't fate, it's a mirror of me
Returning to a pain that I can't let be
The OLP breathes like an ancient machine
Feeding on loops where I've already been
I fall again, fade again, lights dim to black
Spawning new baggage with my soul cracked
The loop devours me, cold, precise, obscene
Insanity whispers, "Repeat what's been seen"
One more descent, though I know the end
Death as a teacher, repetition as a friend
I walk toward fate because I don't know how to stop
Back to the OLP, climbing an endless drop
I fall again, fade again, lights dim to black
Spawning new baggage with my soul cracked
The loop devours me, cold, precise, obscene
Insanity whispers, "Repeat what's been seen"
Been seen
Repeat what's been seen