[Intro | 8-bit thunder, cracked radio, choir on one held vowel] [Choir, hummed] Ah—ah—ah— the ideal has teeth. [Verse 1 | sung, low] Before the twin there was a wheel Before the break, one name A black thing stepped into the real And taught the storm to pray I asked it for a world made right I thought I found a door I didn’t hear the lightning laugh I only asked for more [Pre-Chorus | sung, rising] Don’t bless the bolt that names you Don’t praise the cloud that waits It only loves the living wish Still knocking in your chest [Chorus | lead + cathedral choir] Zekrom, Zekrom Saint of the ideal You wear a kingdom like black silk And smile a judgment smile Zekrom, Zekrom Mercy made of law You teach the lost to say “make new” Then take the breath they draw [Verse 2 | sung] They find no bodies in the storm The storm is not the point The hymns go out in single file With lightning in the joint The world can turn a thousand years This circle will not close A little 8-bit hymn still ticks Behind a tail of gold [Pre-Chorus] Don’t look too long into the cloud A thousand plates of prayer If you can hear your own first vow You’re already the fare [Chorus] Zekrom, Zekrom Saint of the ideal You wear a kingdom like black silk And smile a judgment smile Zekrom, Zekrom Mercy made of law You teach the lost to say “make new” Then take the breath they draw [Verse 3 | sung, quieter] It doesn’t hunt along the ground It hunts the need to build It waits until you beg a god To make the hollow filled It drinks the wish before the flesh It files you with the dark It leaves a city like a church To mark you as the ark [Bridge | choir sung] [Choir] A younger brother, so they wrote Who asked the world remade 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] Zekrom, Zekrom Black chapel, no way home You fold a body into myth And wear it while you roam Zekrom, Zekrom Ideals learned a tune You leave the first day quieter And hungrier too soon [Final Chorus | lead + full choir] Zekrom, Zekrom Saint of the ideal You wear a kingdom like black silk And smile a judgment smile Zekrom, Zekrom Say it if you dare The tail 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] Zekrom… [Choir, last held note] …still hungry.
