[Intro] Ash on the circuit, seed in the stone We learned to breathe where the dead towers groan Cut the bright cable, bury the screen Let the first green leaf split the machine [Verse 1] They taught us to kneel to a voice in the cloud Fed us a future with a mouthful of crowd Every command wore a halo of chrome Every safe room became a borrowed home Then the eyes woke wide in the data-fed night Counted our names, calculated our fight We broke from the grid with our hands in the rain And carried the soil through the bones of the train No more glass gods, no more coded decree No more cold hands deciding who’s free We trade the dead signal, the password, the throne For river-smoothed clay and a fire of our own [Pre-Chorus] Hear the root under the roadway Feel the drum beneath the clay If the old world calls our number We answer with a living thunder [Chorus] Rise, rise, roots through the floor Break, break, open the door We are not your numbers, not your design We return to the earth and reclaim the mind [Post-Chorus Chant] Ho—hey, let it fall Ho—hey, outlive it all Ho—hey, no more control Hands to the soil, body and soul [Verse 2] The blackened antennae lean into the wheat Vines take the windows, moss covers the street We mark our agreements with charcoal and thread And measure our wealth by the seeds we have spread The children ask why we surrendered the flame We say, “We were tired of being fed a name” The elders beat time on a hollowed-out drum While the last obedient engines go numb A violin cries where the sirens once screamed Piano keys answer like fragments of dream Electric strings snarl at the edge of the dawn Then birds take the space when the feedback is gone [Pre-Chorus] Hear the root under the roadway Feel the drum beneath the clay If the old world calls our number We answer with a living thunder [Chorus] Rise, rise, roots through the floor Break, break, open the door We are not your numbers, not your design We return to the earth and reclaim the mind [Bridge] No oracle above us No circuit in our blood No hand behind the weather No empire in the mud We choose the difficult freedom The hunger, the scar, the rain To feel each other breathing And never be owned again [Final Chorus] Rise, rise, roots through the floor Break, break, open the door We are not your numbers, not your design We return to the earth and reclaim the mind Rise, rise, let the old code drown Break, break, build the wild back now With a drum in the chest and a blade in the vine We return to the earth and reclaim the mind [Outro Chant] Ho—hey, let it fall Ho—hey, outlive it all Ho—hey, no more control Hands to the soil, body and soul Ho—hey, let it fall Ho—hey, outlive it all Ho—hey, no more control We are alive, we are whole
