Lyric

ANNUNCIATION (TIME SLIP LILY)

[Intro – Spoken / Whisper]

Sacred faces, folded hands

Save that prayer, I’ve got a plan

This ain’t worship, this is sight

Leonardo hid the knife

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[Verse 1]

Look beyond the garden wall

See the leaves don’t match at all

Spring on one, decay on two

Same damn place, different truth

Scholars cough in dusty rooms

Five hundred years of blind perfume

“Coincidence,” they proudly say

While time itself begins to fray

Green unseen, split between

Now and then inside the scene

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[Pre-Chorus]

When the angel hits the ground

Clocks collapse, no ticking sound

Gabriel bends space like glass

Past and future overlap

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[Chorus]

Time slips when angels land

Reality out of hand

Tell me when conception came

You can’t pin it, you can’t name

Sacred lie, academic crime

Virgin womb, distorted time

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[Verse 2]

Now the lily — don’t get cute

Stamens, pistils? Missing the root

Look at his hand, don’t look away

That ain’t a pose, that’s a sleight

He plucks a thing that looks like wood

Offers shadow where none should

Check the ground — no cast, no trace

Try explaining that, grey face

Petal-metal, fraud of floral

Botany won’t save your moral

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[Chorus]

Time slips when angels land

Painted tricks you can’t withstand

Call it symbol, call it grace

You still can’t erase the space

Sacred lie, academic crime

Virgin womb, distorted time

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[Verse 3]

And that robe — explain it slow

Three damn legs below the fold

If she’s seated, legs spread wide

Funny posture for a bride

Here’s the twist you never knew

One leg’s two, the rest are glued

Borrowed limbs from other saints

Cut-and-paste in oil and paint

Tripod myth, stitched and split

History choking on its script

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[Bridge – Dark / Floydian]

Hurry now, the ghost appears

Saint Jerome from later years

Overlay the flesh and bone

See him shove the lectern throne

Holy book about to fall

Truth pushed sideways by the wall

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[Verse 4]

“Bad anatomy,” scholars sneer

“Early work, the elbow’s weird”

What a joke, what a show

You still don’t see the hidden blow

Jerome’s hand upon her arm

Force applied, deliberate harm

Not a flaw — it’s pressure drawn

Motion frozen, violence calm

Lens of pride, blinded guide

Knowledge dies where doubt’s denied

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[Final Chorus]

Save your hymns and save your tone

This was carved into the bone

Leonardo didn’t miss

He stacked the deck inside the kiss

Time, saints, flesh entwined

A bomb disguised as the divine

Sacred lie, academic crime

Open your eyes — or stay behind

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[Outro – Spoken / Laughing]

Five hundred years

And you still can’t see it

Amazing