The Cheshire Spiral - First Thread [DJENT / METALCORE / POST HARDCORE / PROG METAL / SWANCORE]

The Weaver's Equation — Track 1 / 13

Lyrics:

The classroom hums, fluorescent skies,
another name they learn to twist.
I fade between the jokes and eyes,
the ghost they shove and won’t admit.

My notebook bleeds with better worlds,
equations only I can see.
They laugh while I rewrite the laws
that keep me on my knees.

Every bruise becomes a blueprint,
every scar a line of code.
I’m mapping pain like circuitry —
if I can’t be known, I’ll be understood.

I’m only dust beneath their feet,
but my thoughts still hum like thunder.
One spark could change the gravity,
one thread could pull it all asunder.

The web begins inside my chest,
each breath a line I weave.
The world will know my silence yet —
in every strand I leave.

She laughs like sunlight through the blinds,
her hair a flame I can’t contain.
I trace her in the margins’ lines,
her name beside my own — erased again.

I wish I had the courage once,
to look, to speak, to say her name.
But some of us were born unseen —
and some to set the unseen aflame.

“Power isn’t given, Peter — it’s revealed.
The smallest heart can change the largest world,
if it refuses to close.”

I’m only dust beneath their feet,
but my thoughts still hum like thunder.
One spark could change the gravity,
one thread could pull it all asunder.

Beneath the lights, beneath the noise,
the web begins to sing.
The first thread stirs — the quiet voice
of everything I’ll become.