[Verse 1] A traveler sat at the corner of the bar Drinking something that had no name And said:
Level negative forty-five Something is wrong there The kind of wrong that doesn’t stay in one place
Chaos said: we should discuss the route Disorder said: there is nothing to discuss Disorder said: the route is obvious Chaos said: to you, perhaps Disorder said: to anyone with eyes Chaos said: eyes can be wrong
SOLARA said: are you both done
They were not
[Pre-Chorus] She let them finish Which took a while
And then she said one thing And then she said another And by the third thing Neither of them had anywhere to go And they knew it And she knew they knew it And she let that sit
[Chorus] Convergence All roads to the same point Convergence We go now whether you like it The level is negative forty-five And something down there is wrong And none of you Are going to win this argument Because there is nothing to win There is only where we are going Convergence We move
[Verse 2] Historia said the best path was through the fourth fold She had seventeen reasons She listed them
Aldric said: what about the second fold
Historia said: the second fold has a structural issue from The convergence in cycle four hundred and twelve Which created a lateral pressure anomaly That makes passage seventeen percent more difficult
Aldric said: oh And then Aldric said: But the pressure anomaly collapsed in cycle four hundred and fourteen
Historia said nothing for a full three seconds
Historia said: …yes
Aldric said: so the second fold Historia said: …the second fold
[Pre-Chorus 2] SOLARA looked at Aldric Aldric looked at the ceiling Spida looked at Caterpila Caterpila looked at the door
Disorder said: I knew it was the second fold Chaos said: you said fourth fold ten minutes ago
SOLARA said: second fold. Now.
[Bridge] They moved through the second fold Which was exactly what Aldric said it would be
The air changed at the third gate SOLARA felt it before she saw it The kind of temperature that means Something ahead is producing light That it should not be producing
She said: stay close She said: whatever you see when we arrive Do not react before I do
[Final Chorus] Convergence All roads to the same point Convergence And here we are at negative forty-five Something here is wrong The kind of wrong the traveler mentioned But worse
Stay close
[Outro] The gate opened
And there was Sigma
And Sigma was burning red
The color Sigma should never be
The color that means Something has reached it
SOLARA said nothing for a long time
And then she said: This is not what I expected
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