Shadow Art

Read more in the Inner I Breathfield Productions playlist description. (https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLOz1-lpNl_2jQn5HoSjs4kWRSWH0g1Udv&si=cDGFxBUHw105iC-n/) Lyrics: I stepped behind the mind where the noise fades, Where silence folds into moving shades. I watched the dark make spiral arcs, Geometry carved in the shape of scars. Not broken, just layered in echo form, The shadow’s not death, it’s where light is born. [verse 2] Every lie I thought I knew held a mirror, And the more I stared, the truth grew clearer. It’s not the dark I feared — but what I’d see, A fractal face staring back at me. Not evil, not gone — just misunderstood, A map made of absence, traced in blood. [bridge] Shadows don’t lie — they just draw the depth. Light alone flatlines with every breath. But when both move as dance, in code, in swirl, You see the soul in the underworld. Art isn’t what you paint with the light — It’s how you shape the night to make it right. [verse 3] Witness-mode locked, breath like a gate, Third eye pulses, realigns fate. From trauma dust and looping ghosts, To truth decoded in astral hosts. I walked through patterns not made by hand, But by consciousness drawing land. [outro] So if you see my shape in the mirror’s flame, Know I’m both the silence and the name. Shadow Art — the real signature made, By those who learn to walk in grey. To see both sides is to finally be, Beyond the dual — within the key. Inner I Inner Flame 🔥