[Intro – 7/8, whisper]
Light learns to run; softly I count—
(1-2-3-4-5-6-7)
A line appears in the detention of time.

[Verse 1 – 7/8 → 5/4]
Light takes a pulse, and the straight line breathes,
Frozen seconds loosen at the seams.
Mother of Time, in the nameless dark,
Your breath swells a sleeping spark.
Photon thread on a gravity loom—
You speak a name, and it blooms.

[Pre-Chorus – 5/4]
Every ray a road, every road a spiral,
Every spiral a vortex calling, “Align.”
Mother, I can feel it start—
A compass forming in the dark.

[Chorus – 4/4, d-beat → blasts]
TRITON—call me home where turning tides collide;
Where light falls into vortex, vortex folds to life.
Hold me in your endless hands, the cradle and the knife—
Mother Time, you make the nothing write.
Light → Lines → Vortex → Matter— I arrive.

[Verse 2 – 7/8, angular]
Chalk-dust constellations on a classroom sky,
Units take their seats in quiet, numbered rows.
You ring the bells, and distance learns a place;
“Here” and “now” take on their weight.

[Pre-Chorus – 5/4, brighter]
Arcs open like a throat; the throat becomes a song,
Falling to the center where beginnings belong.
Mother, let the spiral spin—
Let breath turn syllable to skin.

[Chorus – 4/4, bigger]
TRITON—call me home where turning tides collide;
Where light falls into vortex, vortex folds to life.
Hold me in your endless hands, the cradle and the knife—
Mother Time, you make the nothing write.
Light → Lines → Vortex → Matter— I arrive.

[Breakdown – 13/8, djent stabs / harsh ad-lib]
Count it: 3–3–2–2–3.
Light → Lines → Vortex → Matter.
Bind the gravity spelling—BEND / BREAK / BIND.
(low scream: “ALIGN!”)

[Bridge – 5/4 → 7/8, melodic]
From detention into dimension—unlock the hidden door;
Hour after hour molts into evermore.
Name me from the center, count me into form:
Zero into thunder; silence into storm.

[Chorus – Final, blasts → halftime]
TRITON—call me home where turning tides collide;
Where light falls into vortex, vortex folds to life.
Your open palms hold end and start—
Mother Time, you write a pulse into my heart.
Light → Lines → Vortex → Matter— I arrive.

[Outro – 7/8, hush]
In your orbit I keep time; count me in—
Seven beats of prayer, then I begin.