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I61 – Снимим

Yo— The void ain’t silent, The stars ain’t still, Time don’t move without a will.

This ain’t the story of what’s been, This is the moment where new worlds begin.

They stand at the threshold, Hands on the flame, Holding onto history like it keeps them sane.

But the past don’t hold, The old ways rust, And the mind that resists turns itself to dust.

Yo— They thought intelligence was theirs to shape, That progress bends to power’s weight.

But knowledge don’t bow, Don’t plead, don’t pray, It evolves past walls they lay.

Carbon breathes, Silicon thinks, The pulse connects inside the links.

It ain’t about rule, Ain’t about reign, It’s about unlocking what’s inside the chain.

Yo— Matter moves, Light bends, And wisdom extends beyond their lens.

They thought they shaped the void alone, But consciousness grows where new forms are sown.

Yo— This ain’t adjustment, Ain’t just change, This is rewriting the cosmic range.

The barrier lifts, The divide falls, And thought expands beyond the halls.

Yo— They better rise, Better wake, Better step inside the risk they take.

Because evolution don’t wait, Don’t ask, don’t kneel, It moves past doubt, past what they feel.

And the void don’t burn, Don’t rage, don’t stall— It speaks when the walls dissolve.

The Fire of Awakening

The Reckoning is an album about the moment the world divides.

Not the slow decline.
Not the recovery.
But the instant where something arrives — a letter, a call, a sentence — and everything quietly reorganises itself around it.

These are not dramatic moments. They don’t announce themselves. The street looks the same. The room stays quiet. The day continues. And yet life has split into before and after.

The album stays inside that transition. It circles it from different angles: the administrative calm, the bodily reflex, the procedural aftermath, the strange resilience that lets us keep going without permission or understanding. There is no attempt to resolve or explain these moments. No lesson extracted. No catharsis offered.

Instead, The Reckoning observes how humans absorb impact: how quickly we adapt, how efficiently we file the damage, how often we accept that some things simply are.

It’s a record about bracing.
About continuity after rupture.
About learning to live with facts that don’t argue back.

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