Two-Thirds God and the Third That Mattered (Gilgamesh)

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You pressed your fingerprints in wet earth,
shaped a man from nothing, breathed him whole—
your mirror neurons firing bright recognition
at the face of all you'd never be alone.
Two bodies moving like one synaptic pulse,
your friendship rewiring every sacred code.

[Chorus]
You built the wall that holds the world at bay,
stacked your terror stone on stone,
but love came knocking down the cedar way,
and you learned you were never meant for throne,
never meant to rule the dust alone—
you learned to grieve, to *know*, to hold.

[Verse 2]
The hippocampus stitches memory so tight:
his weight against your chest, his laugh, his death.
Long-term potentiation—every synapse burned so deep
you couldn't un-know loss, couldn't unsee the bloom
of what it meant to need another's breath,
to feel your mortality mapped across his bones.

[Chorus]
You built the wall that holds the world at bay,
stacked your terror stone on stone,
but love came knocking down the cedar way,
and you learned you were never meant for throne,
never meant to rule the dust alone—
you learned to grieve, to *know*, to hold.

[Bridge]
Your cortex remapped itself through crisis—
the wandering, the hunting, the fever-dream of running
toward eternity you'd never catch.
But every stumble taught your neurons new design:
a king's proprioception shifted,
suddenly aware of ground beneath, of breaking, of being broken open into grace.

[Chorus]
You built the wall that holds the world at bay,
stacked your terror stone on stone,
but love came knocking down the cedar way,
and you learned you were never meant for throne,
never meant to rule the dust alone—
you learned to grieve, to *know*, to hold.

[Outro]
That wall still stands, but now light pours through.
You carved your story deeper than the stones—
not immortality, but this: a love so real it teaches death to grin.

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