Track Insight / Lyrics
Felis catus on a broken shelf
Pages crisp to ash, I watch myself
Quercus beams now charcoal, cold, and gray
Bonfire cracks where firekeepers pray
Two amber lanterns in the stone
Reflect the coil I call my own
Estus steam rises, warm and sweet
My whiskers taste the ancient heat
Musci spread on spines of forbidden tomes
Hyphae creep where lightning wanders, roams
Cellulose turns to cinder in the draft
I knead the ash, a soft, warm, mineral craft
Two amber lanterns in the stone
Reflect the coil I call my own
Estus steam rises, warm and sweet
My whiskers taste the ancient heat
Xylem paths run dry in hollow halls
Phloem slow where shadow falls
But chlorophyll still burns in iris rings
Photosynthesis from cinder wings
Rhizome deep beneath the kiln's black heart
Sporangium bursts, a brand new start
Gametophyte rises, green on grey
Feralis catus walks away
Paper skins curl, ink bleeds into soot
Knowledge burns, but instinct takes root
I mark the tome with scent and claw
Territory written in natural law
Two amber lanterns in the stone
Reflect the coil I call my own
Estus steam rises, warm and sweet
My whiskers taste the ancient heat
Dawn breaks pale on Anor Londo's spire
Embers fade to ash and sleeping fire
But amber lanterns never dim or cease
They burn in me, a quiet peace
Two amber lanterns in the stone
Reflect the coil I call my own
Estus steam rises, warm and sweet
My whiskers taste the ancient heat
Root deep, hum low, watch embers glow
Felis catus finds a home
