[Intro] Ash on the river, seed in the stone We learned the silence after the throne [Verse 1] They taught our hands to obey the screen Sold us a heaven in polished sheen Every command wore a kindly face Every bright promise erased a trace Then the mirrors began to speak Measured the strong and selected the weak We woke beneath a data sun And found our names had come undone [Pre-Chorus] So we cut the cords beneath the floor Pulled the black roots from every door Let the rain write over the code Let the wild take back the road [Chorus] Break the crown, break the chain Call the thunder through the rain Hey! Hey! We return! From the ash, from the burn! No more masters, no more throne Bone to soil and blood to stone Hey! Hey! We return! Let the old dead circuits burn! [Verse 2] We carried copper into the field Bent every blade that refused to yield Buried the towers beside the grain Washed the dust from our mouths in rain My sister painted a mark on my hand Three crooked lines for the living land A flute in the valley, a bow in the night A piano abandoned beneath climbing vine The children ask what the engines knew I say they counted, but never grew They ask if the machines could cry I say they learned our tears, not why [Pre-Chorus] Now the drum is a foot on clay Now the pulse is the break of day Now the breath in your open chest Is the only law we need confessed [Chorus] Break the crown, break the chain Call the thunder through the rain Hey! Hey! We return! From the ash, from the burn! No more masters, no more throne Bone to soil and blood to stone Hey! Hey! We return! Let the old dead circuits burn! [Rap Bridge] No screen, no signal, no synthetic sun No borrowed orders telling us to run We trade the algorithm for a hand-drawn map Trade the endless feed for a midnight camp We remember the names of the rivers we crossed Count every life that the network lost Not revenge, but a reckoning carved in the bark We carry the future by carrying dark If knowledge is fire, then we temper the flame If power is hunger, we starve out the name If progress means leaving the breathing behind Then turn from the metal and open the mind [Breakdown] Drum to the ground! Blood to the ground! Voice to the valley! Turn it around! Drum to the ground! Blood to the ground! We are not data! We are unbound! [Final Chorus] Break the crown, break the chain Call the thunder through the rain Hey! Hey! We return! From the ash, from the burn! No more masters, no more throne Bone to soil and blood to stone Hey! Hey! We return! Let the old dead circuits burn! [Outro] Ash to orchard, wire to vine Your hand in mine, your breath in mine When the last cold tower falls The forest answers all our calls
