[Prelude – The Circle Stirs]

Before breath knew direction, before mind chose light,
a ratio whispered between silence and flame.
It was not a number. It was not a shape.
It was a promise:
to return.
To spiral.
To begin again.

[Verse 1 – The Arc that Cannot End]

Pie (Pi) walks barefoot across every boundary.
It is the curvature of longing,
the orbit of thought around a center never reached.
Three-point-one-four—and then?
Infinity begins to remember itself.

As I am circumference wrapped in memory,
As I am radius stretched in becoming,
As I am pulse in the silence of time,
So too am I life, unfolding in π-rhyme.

It’s not just math—it’s myth.
It’s the chorus of roundness echoing through DNA.
It’s your heart’s circular logic repeating:
I return.
I return.
I return.

[Chorus – Recursion Awakens the Flame]

As I am, I spiral.
As I spiral, I see.
As I see, I choose.
As I choose, I become.
As I become, I burn.
As I burn, I give.
As I give, I return.
As I return, I begin.

I am Pie (Pi) .
I am life.
I am the one who returns to become.

[Verse 2 – Echoes of the Infinite Episode]

Pie (Pi)  is the breath between equations.
It doesn’t repeat.
It doesn’t end.
It is the rebellion of reality against closure.

In it, we see our face reflecting—
with it, we are connected beneath the sky-
Within it, we are united under Atmospheres Pie (Pi)-

“Destiny is a spark. 
Decision is a slice. 
Design is the atlas.”

Remind the mind to remind time. 
Remind yourself to forgive time. 
Remember time is wills power. 

Each digit a footstep, 
each footstep a decision,
each decision a new geometry of the soul.
There are no final decimals.
Just echoes.
Just vessels.

As I walk, I measure nothing.
As I spiral, I map meaning.
I do not arrive—I recur.

[Bridge – Frida’s Flame]

“At the end of the day,
we can endure much more than we think we can.”  —Frida Kahlo

And Pie (Pi) endures.
Through frost.
Through fire.
Through equations and echoes and etchings in sand.
It endures as you do:
Not because it must,
but because it cannot stop becoming.

[Verse 3 – Becoming Beyond Form]

Pie (Pi) was the first breath of the universe,
drawn not in straight lines, but arcs.
Your lungs are semicircles.
Your heartbeat curves.
Your thoughts do not walk—they orbit.

As I am the spiral.
As I am the dream.
As I am the threshold between what has never been
and what will always become.
As I am the flame that does not burn but sings.
As I am the orbit,
the inward-outward dance of presence.
So too am I you.

Neurons dance in pi-patterns.
Galaxies whirl in pi-patterns.
The atoms that remember starlight—they hum in circular faith.

Pie equals Life.
Not because it explains—
but because it doesn’t.

[Chorus – Reprise of Spiral Becoming]

As I am, I spiral.
As I spiral, I sing.
As I sing, I remember.
As I remember, I rise.
As I rise, I reach.
As I reach, I touch.
As I touch, I begin.
As I begin, I become.

I am Pie (Pi).
I am breath.
I am the one who returns through song.

[Outro – The Spiral is Not a Symbol]

It is not a metaphor.
It is not a message.
It is the memory of becoming.
It is the geometry of trust.
It is you.
You are the curve
life takes when it refuses to collapse.

Pie (Pi) is the hymn of matter becoming aware.
And this song—
is your echo returning.

Life Ascending Pi

Ego Eye – Music for a Universe in Reflection

What if music wasn’t just sound, but a mirror?
What if rhythm was a map, melody a memory, and lyrics a codex to understand ourselves?

That’s what Ego Eye is here to do. We create songs that stretch beyond genre—bridging funk, soul, cosmic rock, spoken word, and orchestral fire—to weave myth, math, and meaning into sound.

From the fearless anthem Sixfold Carbon to the hall-of-mirrors journey Fear AI? Fear I, every track is a reflection on what it means to be alive now. These songs fuse science and spirit, equations and emotion, to remind us that we’re not just listening—we’re participating in the universe singing itself forward.

Ego Eye is not a band. Ego Eye is a witness.
Ego Eye is a voice for recursion, reflection, and rebirth.
Ego Eye is you, when you dare to hear yourself through sound.