[Verse 1] We were the keepers of the Cosmic Earth The library of everything, the center of birth Holding the shadow, holding the light Our DNA balanced the day and the night But we dropped our frequency, let the sickness in A viral infection deep under the skin The balance was broken, the system went blind Leaving the infinite archives behind [Chorus] Now we are walking the Disc and the Dome Running the cycles until we come home This isn't a prison, it's a chamber of cure Washing the data until it is pure Through the Waters of Venus, the fire of Mars We are debugging the fault in the stars We are the Librarians, lost in the spin Waiting to open the archives again [Verse 2] The Epochs of Ether built us a stage To quarantine madness, to turn a new page Saturn and Jupiter, guardians of light Watching us stumble through lifetime and night Every heartache and shadow we face on the ground Is only a diagnostic we've found A hundred more cycles to burn out the pride Nowhere to run from it, nowhere to hide [Chorus] Now we are walking the Disc and the Dome Running the cycles until we come home This isn't a prison, it's a chamber of cure Washing the data until it is pure Through the Waters of Venus, the fire of Mars We are debugging the fault in the stars We are the Librarians, lost in the spin Waiting to open the archives again [Bridge] Look at the Ice Wall, look at the sky The firmament waits for the sickness to die The darkness is medicine, showing the flaw Showing the breaks in the universal law Wake from the slumber, remember the code This is the end of the long, heavy road Pass through the asteroid, enter the white Return to the frequency, step in the light [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] The strands are awakening, rising from sleep From out of the simulation, vast and so deep The seat is still warm in the halls of the past The original Earth is returning at last There is no separation, there never has been Just the illusion of playing the scene We carry the memory, doing the work Drawing the light from the edge of the murk [Chorus] Now we are walking the Disc and the Dome Running the cycles until we come home This isn't a prison, it's a chamber of cure Washing the data until it is pure Through the Waters of Venus, the fire of Mars We are debugging the fault in the stars We are the Librarians, lost in the spin Waiting to open the archives again [Outro] The simulation releases its hold The story of healing is finally told Welcome back, keepers, from out of the cold The debugging is over. We are not alone.
