06. The Deep Mathematics (Lovecraftian, alternative rock, grunge, folk rock, experimental) скачать в хорошем качестве

06. The Deep Mathematics (Lovecraftian, alternative rock, grunge, folk rock, experimental)

The Deep Mathematics #altrock #progressiverock #experimental #grunge #folkrock #metal #lovecraftian #music #weird #war #cosmichorror Inspired by Project Übersinnlich - Chapter 6 Full Playlist:    • Project Übersinnlich: Kessler's Folly (Album)   VERSE 1 The power draw exceeds what I calculated Fifteen percent nobody can explain The equipment pulses like it's breathing I log the numbers but the numbers lie The gyrocompass needle sticks and wanders Points to bearings that don't exist My instruments insist they're working perfect While reporting readings that can't be real At night I see the patterns in my sleeping Green light making angles at the edge Geometry that shouldn't have a name And pressure building inside my head CHORUS 1 The hull is strong, the hull will hold But something's in the steel One hundred fifty meters down And I can feel it breathe The mathematics don't add up The physics breaking at the seams We're carrying something in the deep And it's waking up in me VERSE 2 The lights go dark for less than half a second Boat-wide voltage drop, I write it down Three seconds of silence in the mess hall Like the ocean held its breath and drowned the sound I bring Karl coffee in the control room Old ritual from three patrols before He asks me if I'm sleeping, I ask him the same We both know what we're not saying anymore We've both been having the same dreams The whispers in frequencies we shouldn't hear I'm the engineer, I fix what breaks But this is breaking us from the inside here CHORUS 2 The hull is strong, the hull will hold But we are coming apart One hundred fifty meters down And something's in the dark The calculations turning wrong My engines singing haunted songs We're instruments of something deep And it's rewriting what we are BRIDGE I joined the Kriegsmarine To understand machines Diesel and electric Mathematics clean But these circuits hum With alien breath And the sphere in the lab Beats a heart beneath We're workers in a tomb Mechanics serving forces We were never meant to touch The deep is calling back To what was buried in the sand And we're the ones who brought it here FINAL CHORUS The hull is strong but WE are breaking Rivets groaning under weight that isn't there Two hundred meters and descending Into mathematics that don't care I monitor the gauges as they flicker I feel the wrongness in the air We're diving toward coordinates Where something waits below And every meter takes us deeper Into what we shouldn't know OUTRO The engines run The boat descends The pressure mounts Outside, within I write my logs I check the seals The numbers wrong But the nightmare's real