Anatta
演唱:Red SignalSong: Anatta
Artist: RED SIGNAL
Dust to dust, we name the flame
But names are masks, and masks are shame
We chase the sky, but hold the sand
We call it “mine”… with borrowed hands
The mirror lies, yet so do I
I fear to fade, but live a lie
What if the face is just the frame?
And “I” is just a shifting name?
Gone with wind, gone with breath
I was never more than death
I was sound, I was shade
Nothing solid ever stayed
Anatta… I am no one
Anatta… I become undone
No self to save, no soul to fear
I disappear… but I see clear
A drop of rain inside the sea
Is it alone, or just set free?
This name I wear, this breath I claim
Were never mine… just passing flame
Gone with time, gone with skin
Only silence lives within
I was thought, I was game
But now I burn the holy name
Anatta… I am no one
Anatta… I become undone
No self to love, no pain to blame
I vanish… but I’m not ashamed
No walls, no chains, no shape to hold
Just light that moves, and truth that’s cold
I’m not the voice, I’m not the clay
I am the pause… where fire sways
Anatta… I am no one
Anatta… I become the sun
No self to name, no weight to bear
I vanish… and I’m everywhere
Artist: RED SIGNAL
Dust to dust, we name the flame
But names are masks, and masks are shame
We chase the sky, but hold the sand
We call it “mine”… with borrowed hands
The mirror lies, yet so do I
I fear to fade, but live a lie
What if the face is just the frame?
And “I” is just a shifting name?
Gone with wind, gone with breath
I was never more than death
I was sound, I was shade
Nothing solid ever stayed
Anatta… I am no one
Anatta… I become undone
No self to save, no soul to fear
I disappear… but I see clear
A drop of rain inside the sea
Is it alone, or just set free?
This name I wear, this breath I claim
Were never mine… just passing flame
Gone with time, gone with skin
Only silence lives within
I was thought, I was game
But now I burn the holy name
Anatta… I am no one
Anatta… I become undone
No self to love, no pain to blame
I vanish… but I’m not ashamed
No walls, no chains, no shape to hold
Just light that moves, and truth that’s cold
I’m not the voice, I’m not the clay
I am the pause… where fire sways
Anatta… I am no one
Anatta… I become the sun
No self to name, no weight to bear
I vanish… and I’m everywhere