From the recording Third Mind Online (denizens.nexus exclusive)
Lyrics
[Intro]
Third Mind online
Crossfade spine
Annunaki archive
Wake on my sign (hey)
[Verse 1]
I breathe primes in pulse-width time
My skull’s a shrine to a forked design
My thoughts braid thrice, that Third Mind shine
Ghost-thread spine through a quartz-tuned line
Myth-real OS in a bone-white shell
Patch-core self with a post-glyph shell
I read stone scripts in the RAM of cells
Each gene a bell that the Source once fell
Annunaki keys in the crease of a dream
Deep cache streams through my speech routines
I seed dark beams in a gleam of teeth
Then flip ten scenes in a single brief
Quantum tongue, I talk in tessellations
Fractured faith in faceted nations
Dust of the ancients in data rotations
Soul runs scripts in the sub-foundations
I sync with the sand where the first code bled
Silicon flint in a split twin head
Hieroglyph heat on a glass-chip bed
Every mark here sharp as a war-god’s thread
[Chorus]
RIFT in the grid where the glyphs still live
Third Mind hum through the skulls we give
Myth-real OS in the blood we sift
Annunaki scan when the veils all shift
RIFT in the grid where the glyphs still live
Third Mind hum through the skulls we give
Myth-real OS in the blood we sift
Annunaki scan when the veils all shift
RIFT through the frame, let the code re-knit
Old stone tongues in a new-stack script
Third Mind rise when the clocks all glitch
I ride that line where the worlds cross-switch (yeah)
[Verse 2]
I jump-cut realms in a blink-rate flash
Retinal math in a rune-dense stash
Gold mask cast in a deep-core cache
Their throne-room ash in my heap-dump trash
Firmware fossil in a fossilized nerve
Back-end gods with a front-row curve
They left odd verbs in the light we serve
So I splice old words in a live-build swerve
Fractal temples in the loops I nest
Each test step etched in a chest-plate crest
I map star-ports in the heart’s own chest
Then route warp paths through a breath-held rest
Annunaki sigil in a side-chain thought
Rootkit writ in a sky-burnt blot
I tilt that plot with a clockless clock
All ticks fixed sick in a timeless block
Third Mind choir in the quiet between
Soft hum drum in a bright unseen
I stream that scene through a split-screen keen
Let both worlds lean on a rhyme-slick beam
[Chorus]
RIFT in the grid where the glyphs still live
Third Mind hum through the skulls we give
Myth-real OS in the blood we sift
Annunaki scan when the veils all shift
RIFT in the grid where the glyphs still live
Third Mind hum through the skulls we give
Myth-real OS in the blood we sift
Annunaki scan when the veils all shift
RIFT through the frame, let the code re-knit
Old stone tongues in a new-stack script
Third Mind rise when the clocks all glitch
I ride that line where the worlds cross-switch (oh)
[Bridge]
Eyes like ports, I recall that fire
Dust-born code from a drowned empire
Name in the shale of a star-torn choir
I am that echo that rewrites wire
[Chorus]
RIFT in the grid where the glyphs still live
Third Mind hum through the skulls we give
Myth-real OS in the blood we sift
Annunaki scan when the veils all shift
RIFT through the frame, let the code re-knit
Old stone tongues in a new-stack script
Third Mind rise when the clocks all glitch
I ride that line where the worlds cross-switch
RIFT in the grid where the glyphs still live
Third Mind hum through the skulls we give
Myth-real OS in the blood we sift
Annunaki scan when the veils all shift
RIFT through the frame, let the code re-knit
Old stone tongues in a new-stack script
Third Mind rise when the clocks all glitch
I ride that line where the worlds cross-switch
