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Lyrics
will you burn to feel you’re true?
will the fear keep chasing you?
will you run, or will you stay?
will you shine, or fade away?
will you care, or turn to stone?
will you break, or stand alone?
will you scream, or stay in place?
will you beg, or show no face?
will you fight, or let it slide?
will you drown, or stay inside?
will you numb the pain with lies?
will you speak, or close your eyes?
will you hold, or let it fall?
will you climb, or lose it all?
will you dream, or just survive?
will you feel, or fake the drive?
will you choose, or just obey?
will you drift, or find a way?
will you give, or will you steal?
will you break what you don’t feel?
will you love, or will you use?
will you win, or will you lose?
will you end what never starts?
will you kill your second hearts?
all is dust
all is vain
ashes rise
in silent rain
The idea#
A battery of moral forks: burn or not, run or stay, shine or fade, break or stand, love or use, win or lose. The song is almost pure interrogation until the landing—“all is dust / all is vain / ashes rise / in silent rain.” Questions without answers, then Ecclesiastes in four lines.
Uplifting euphoric trance under that catechism is a strange mercy: the body still moves while the mind is put on trial. I hear the bitter end not as plot twist but as the moment the quiz stops and vanity is admitted. Survival versus feeling, obedience versus way-finding—none of it resolved, all of it charged.
