The Ossuary of Light

[Intro]
[Verse]
The dust is thick on Orion’s belt
The coldest heat I’ve ever felt
I touch the canvas, watch it bleed
A hungry god with a hollow need
I polish the torso of a king
Waiting for the stone to sing
His marble pulse is slow and deep
While the rest of the planets sleep
[Pre-Chorus]
The calliope starts to grind and moan
A circus made of ancient bone
I pull the lever, hear the snap
Falling deep into the curator’s trap
Sudden sparks in the wiring loom
Lighting up the velvet room
[Chorus]
Oh, see the marble come alive!
Only the broken will survive
In the gallery of the setting sun
The restoration has just begun
I paint the stars with a silver knife
To give the stone a second life
[Post-Chorus]
Spinning in the velvet room
Brushing away the cosmic doom
Singing to the silent stars
Behind these gilded iron bars
[Breakdown]
Subject four is a weeping stone
Sitting on a velvet throne
I scrub the moss from copper eyes
Underneath the holographic skies
Do you remember the golden heat?
Before the vacuum felt complete?
[Build-up]
Modular synths begin to scream
Like a fever in a metal dream
The tempo breaks, the rhythm flies
Look into my glass-bead eyes
Faster now, the gears are turning
All the ancient oil is burning
[Drop]
Dance, you calcified ghosts!
To the laughter of the hosts!
Break the frame and tear the silk!
Drinking from the starry milk!
[Chorus]
Oh, see the marble come alive!
Only the broken will survive
In the gallery of the setting sun
The restoration has just begun
I paint the stars with a silver knife
To give the stone a second life
[Bridge]
Piano stabs in the dark
Waiting for a single spark
The constellations drip like rain
Washing away the cosmic stain
I am the master of the silent hall
Waiting for the statues to fall
One by one they start to breathe
Watch the living marble heave
[Interlude]
[Verse]
The ink is black, the ink is gold
Stories that were never told
I stitch the canvas back together
In this wild and airless weather
My hands are stained with nebula blue
I am becoming a statue too
[Chorus]
Oh, see the marble come alive!
Only the broken will survive
In the gallery of the setting sun
The restoration has just begun
I paint the stars with a silver knife
To give the stone a second life
[Post-Chorus]
Spinning in the velvet room
Brushing away the cosmic doom
Singing to the silent stars
Behind these gilded iron bars
[Outro]