[Intro | 8-bit sonar, cracked radio, choir on one held vowel] [Choir, hummed] Ah—ah—ah— the earth has teeth. [Verse 1 | sung, low] Before the soil there was a fire Before the fire, a stone A heavy mountain cracked the real And left the world to groan I asked it for a place to stand I thought I found a floor I didn’t hear the magma laugh I only asked for more [Pre-Chorus | sung, rising] Don’t bless the rock that holds you Don’t praise the peak that waits It only loves the burning wish Still knocking in your chest [Chorus | lead + cathedral choir] Groudon, Groudon Saint of the shattered plate You wear a continent like iron scales To crush a fragile state Groudon, Groudon Mercy made of stone You teach the mountains how to bleed Then burn the world alone [Verse 2 | sung] They find no cities in the dawn The furnace is the point The ashes go out in single file With sulfur in the joint The world can turn a thousand years This fissure will not close A little 8-bit seismic signal ticks Where the heavy magma flows [Pre-Chorus] Don’t look too long into the fault A thousand leagues of prayer If you can hear the bedrock split You’re already the fare [Chorus] Groudon, Groudon Saint of the shattered plate You wear a continent like iron scales To crush a fragile state Groudon, Groudon Mercy made of stone You teach the mountains how to bleed Then burn the world alone [Verse 3 | sung, quieter] It doesn’t hunt across the plain It hunts the need to build It waits until you beg a god To keep the tremors stilled It drinks the safety before the breath It files you with the dark It leaves a crater like an altar stone To mark you as the ark [Bridge | choir sung] [Choir] The ancient mantle, they wrote That gave the world its clay They printed it in science books To chase the ghosts away [Lead, sung] That line was never written kind It wasn't made to shield It was a hunting call in rhyme For anyone out in the field [Chorus | bigger] Groudon, Groudon Black ash, no way home You fold a mountain into myth And wear it while you roam Groudon, Groudon The fault line learned a tune You leave the first day quieter And swallowed far too soon [Final Chorus | lead + full choir] Groudon, Groudon Saint of the shattered plate You wear a continent like iron scales To crush a fragile state Groudon, Groudon Say it if you dare The terra breaks once. The mantle looks in. It already knows you’re there. [Outro | sung, thinning] [Lead] If the underground rumble begins to carry A grinding you almost know— [Choir] Don’t step down. Don’t step down. That’s how the furnace gets in. [Lead, fading] Groudon… [Choir, last held note] …still burning.
