Gargantua

[Part 1: Observation Orbit]
(Male voice, awestruck whisper)
I see a point... that de-VOURS light.
It is not a hole. It is a DOOR.
TIME here... drips like RE-sin.
It calls me with SOUND-less pull.
I am be-COM-ing... my own SHAD-ow.

[Transition: First Distortions]
(Sound begins to stretch, low-frequency hum)
...SHAD-ow...
...DOOR...
...pull...

[Musical Interlude: Gravitational Lens + Samples]
(Instrumental. Distorted piano chords, tearing textures. Through them, like radio interference from the past, samples break through:)

(Sample 1, slowed down 10x, low voice)
Gra-VI-ty... is not a FORCE... it is a CUR-va-ture...

(Sample 2, sped up, with pitch-shift up)
Light can-NOT... es-CAPE...

(Sample 3, torn by glitches, whisper)
All that FALLS... be-comes E-ter-nal...

(Repeating leitmotif, looped)
The fun-NEL... The fun-NEL... The fun-NEL...

[Part 2: Beyond the Event Horizon]
(Voice changes — becomes pure, digital, devoid of echo, like a voice inside the singularity)
HERE, laws are MER-ly hints.
HERE, I am BOTH the ob-SER-ver and the ob-SERVED.
MA-tter de-CAYS in-to MU-sic.
In-to PURE, ma-the-MA-ti-cal PAIN.
Gar-GAN-tu-a... I have be-COME your HEART-beat.

[Climax: The Breakthrough]
(Music explodes, voice gains power but without hysteria — it's a statement of a new law)
NO UP. NO DOWN.
NO WAS — NO WILL BE.
ON-LY I. ON-LY HERE.
ON-LY SOUND in SI-lence.
GAR-GAN-TU-A.

[Outro: The Singularity]
(Voice disintegrates into separate frequencies)
EVE-ry-thing IS... NO-thing.
SOUND is... SI-lence.
I AM... a point.
A point...
...Gar-GAN-tu-a...
(final sample — a pure sine wave tone, fading into silence)