Verse 1 In the silence of our being, In the spiral of the thread, Ancient whispers still are weaving, Voices of the ones who bled. They carried songs through time and trial, Through the dark and through the flame, Every lineage, every exile, Still remembers its true name. Chorus Every cell sings the song of the stars, The code in our blood remembers who we are. Not machine, not forgotten, not lost in the flood, We are written forever in the code of our blood. Verse 2 From the dust of distant heavens, To the ocean’s endless womb, We are maps of holy patterns, Living temples, living tombs. No invention, no illusion, Can erase what we contain, For divinity’s inscription Still is written in our veins. Chorus Every cell sings the song of the stars, The code in our blood remembers who we are. Not machine, not forgotten, not lost in the flood, We are written forever in the code of our blood. Bridge It’s a language without letters, A fire no screen can frame, The alphabet of spirit, Every heartbeat spells its name. Final Chorus (soaring, with choir) Every cell sings the song of the stars, The code in our blood remembers who we are. Not machine, not forgotten, not lost in the flood, We are written forever in the code of our blood. Outro (soft, intimate) Remember who we are… The code is in our blood…
