The web

00:11
A giant spider of the skies
Has spun its web before my eyes.
I’m tangled in its silent art,
Too deeply snared to pull apart.

I don’t know what's real or fake,
What did I lose, what is at stake?
 
00:53
What am I meant to do or be?
Which way is calling out to me?

Wherever I may
Try to tread,

There's only void and fear and dread.
Survival, boredom, daily strife —

No meaning left in dreams or life. (Шепотом)

01:31
Perhaps I should just let it be,
And let the spider feast on me.
Maybe that’s the grand design —
The fate of humankind, and mine.

02:03
Or maybe this is just my fate.
I used to think I was so great —
A chosen one, a shining flame...
But now I feel so lost, so tame.

A chosen one, a shining flame...
But now I feel so lost, so tame.

03:01 (шепотом)
I thought I had a higher role,
A chosen path, a burning soul.
But now I’m lost, the stars are gone —
And I can’t find my way back home.

2025.05.12