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Infinite Solitude

You can forge whole worlds. But who is there to show them to?

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The spark goes off, and there is a deity in the void. It can scatter stars across the dark like notes, set galaxies turning, forge whole worlds in its hand — and there is no one to show them to. A kingdom with no one to behold it, stories with no one to hear them. The deity is utterly alone and does not know what to do with itself.

Behind the scenes

This song is the generative continuation of the previous onethe previous one: when Suno extended “In the Beginning,” it grew a tail that hinted at a next song, and I took that tail and wrote new words into it. The album cover shows this song’s scene: a deity in eternal void, though in the background there are some other figures we can’t make out.

Lyrics

In the cradle of void, a symphony starts,
A realm shaped without maps or charts.
Stars, like notes, upon the dark dance,
A melody of light, in the silence.
Within the expanse, a shadow takes form,
A whisper in the winds, the calm before the storm.
Creation’s breath, on the canvas divine,
Yet in its heart, a solitary sign.
Echoes of creation, ring through empty space,
A god’s quiet lament, in infinity’s embrace.
A kingdom with no one to behold,
Stories untold, in the silence so cold.
To forge worlds in one’s hand,
Yet no one to share with this infinite land.
Galaxies twirl, in a silent ballet,
A canvas of night, kissed by the day.
Life whispers in shadows, a delicate sight,
In the embrace of the cosmos, a flicker of light.
A kingdom with no one to behold,
Stories untold, in the silence so cold.
To forge worlds in one’s hand,
Yet no one to share with this infinite land.
In the darkness, a solitary plea,
“Does this all belong just to me?”
A kingdom with no one to behold,
Stories untold, in the silence so cold.
To forge worlds in one’s hand,
Yet no one to share with this infinite land.
In the silence so cold.

Music and lyrics: Vova Zakharov