Onyx by Cesar Quinn Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Divine desolation
Smooth surface
Haze of grey
Glimmering black
Placid pulse

Refine isolation
Reflective virtus
Swiveling to convey
Friction incising track
White echoes impulse

[Bridge]
Grounding this lunar energy
Integrating duality
Parallel instinctual sentience
Moving elegantly to ascension

These dense chaotic curves
Fluent friction with the marrow
Through this element of creation