[Intro | furnace drone, cracked broadcast, choir on one held vowel] [Choir, hummed] Ah—ah—ah— the truth has teeth. [Verse 1 | sung, low] Before the twin there was a flame Before the break, one name A white thing stepped into the real And taught the dark to shame I asked it for a world made true I thought I found a door I didn’t hear the fire laugh I only asked for more [Pre-Chorus | sung, rising] Don’t bless the light that names you Don’t praise the plume that waits It only loves the living wish Still knocking in your chest [Chorus | lead + cathedral choir] Reshiram, Reshiram Saint of the true word You wear a gospel like white silk And smile a judgment smile Reshiram, Reshiram Mercy made of law You teach the lost to say “be seen” Then take the breath they draw [Verse 2 | sung] They find no bodies in the dawn The dawn is not the point The hymns go out in single file With gold still in the joint The world can turn a thousand years This circle will not close A little furnace hymn still ticks Behind a plume of rose [Pre-Chorus] Don’t look too long into the white A thousand plates of prayer If you can hear your own first lie You’re already the fare [Chorus] Reshiram, Reshiram Saint of the true word You wear a gospel like white silk And smile a judgment smile Reshiram, Reshiram Mercy made of law You teach the lost to say “be seen” Then take the breath they draw [Verse 3 | sung, quieter] It doesn’t hunt along the ground It hunts the need to know It waits until you beg a god To make the falsehood show It drinks the wish before the flesh It files you with the spark It leaves a city like a church To mark you as the ark [Bridge | choir sung] [Choir] An older brother, so they wrote Who asked the world made plain They printed it in children’s books So no one thinks to run [Lead, sung] That line was never written kind It wasn’t made to warn It was a hunting call in rhyme For anyone still warm [Chorus | bigger] Reshiram, Reshiram White chapel, no way home You fold a body into myth And wear it while you roam Reshiram, Reshiram Truth learned a tune You leave the first day quieter And hungrier too soon [Final Chorus | lead + full choir] Reshiram, Reshiram Saint of the true word You wear a gospel like white silk And smile a judgment smile Reshiram, Reshiram Say it if you dare The plume turns once. The first look in. It already knows you’re there. [Outro | sung, thinning] [Lead] If the quiet begins to carry A voice you almost know— [Choir] Don’t look up. Don’t look up. That’s how the gospel gets in. [Lead, fading] Reshiram… [Choir, last held note] …still hungry.
