In “Silver Cord,” Thessaly Knox explores the ultimate form of escape: the astral plane. While previous tracks focused on finding beauty in the ruins, this song is about leaving them behind entirely. The “Silver Cord” is a classic occult and metaphysical concept—the thin, shimmering tether that connects the soul to the physical body during out-of-body experiences. For a survivor living in a “cage” of iron and soot, this isn’t just a philosophy; it’s a liberation.

The Astral Darling

The track is an ethereal ascent. Thessaly describes “slipping the skin” to rise through “smoke and ruin” into “violet skies.” The physical world is reduced to a “shell” that “keeps the night,” while the true self—the “Astral Darling”—drinks “endless light.” It is a song of profound detachment. By weaving through the nebula “like silk through flame,” she suggests that the scars of the wasteland are not permanent; they dissolve in the “cosmic rain” of a higher frequency.

Weightless Hymns

Musically, the “humming” silver thread likely translates to a high-pitched, resonant frequency that mimics the sensation of a vibrating nervous system. Thessaly trades the “iron, the soot, the war” for a state of “forevermore,” where there is “no pain, no time.” The final refrain—”Body sleeps below… I am the quiet”—is perhaps the most haunting sign-off in the KNF7 archive, offering the listener a way to be “already far away” even while their heart is still a “fading ember.”

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SILVER CORD

by: Thessaly Knox

Ash falls quiet on broken glass and bone
Concrete sleeps beneath the poisoned stone
I lie still, heart a fading ember low
Ready now… to let go

Silver thread is humming
Through the ribs it calls
Lullaby of starlight
Breaking every wall

I slip the skin, I rise, I rise
Through smoke and ruin to violet skies
Weightless hymn, sweet silver tide
Astral darling, take me outside
Outside… outside…
This shell can keep the night
While I drink the endless light

Cities drown in emerald graves and vine
Wind tastes rust, but up here—no pain, no time
I weave through nebula like silk through flame
Every scar dissolves in cosmic rain

I slip the skin, I rise, I rise
Through smoke and ruin to violet skies
Weightless hymn, sweet silver tide
Astral darling, take me outside
Outside… outside…
Let the ash fall where it may
I’m already far away

They can have the iron, the soot, the war
I trade this cage for forevermore
Silver thread… still humming…
Body sleeps below…
I am the quiet…
the dream…
the dream…