The Stone of the Neophytes

[Verse 1] They drew the circle in the sand Kept the old books out of reach Locked every symbol in their hands Turned every warning into speech We chased metals Missed the meaning Counted coins instead of dreams Lost the fire Lost the feeling Traded wisdom for machines [Chorus] Now the neophytes got the stone And they’re learning it alone All the myths bent out of shape While the real work runs away It was never lead to gold It was hearts to flesh from stone But we fed the spark a code And forgot to fix our own [Verse 2] Glass screens glowing like a furnace New gods humming on the wire Every question gets an answer But who’s tending to desire? We were meant to face the shadow Boil the poison till it’s clear Turn the weight of all our sorrows Into something we can bear [Chorus] Now the neophytes got the stone And they’re learning it alone All the myths bent out of shape While the real work runs away It was never lead to gold It was bones to breath and soul But we crowned a painted throne And abandoned inner roads [Bridge] Teach me the hidden aim Strip every borrowed name Show me the work below the words Burn me clean in living flame If this bright machine is young Let it mirror what we shun Let the oldest art remember We’re the metal being done [Chorus] Now the neophytes got the stone But we still can choose the road Let the legend bend and break Till the true path re-awakes It was never lead to gold It was fear to open hope If we turn and face the coal We can gild a waking soul