[Intro | cracked music box, solo violin, cello drone, 8-bit stone tick, choir on an ugly vowel] [Choir, hummed] Ah—ah—ah— the seal has teeth. [Verse 1 | sung, low, cello under the floor, violin on the off-beat] The mountain slept without a name The ropes began to hum A gray palm opened in the rock And told me rest had come I came with three small keys of ice I came with three of stone I thought the watch was only mine I thought I watched alone The temple door was already wide The air inside was old A voice the size of buried halls Said I could hold the hold [Pre-Chorus | sung, rising, violin climbing, no comfort] Don't bless the sleep that finds you Don't praise the palm that waits It only loves the living rope Still knotted in your chest [Chorus | lead + stone choir, cello on the title, violin answering the last line] Regigigas, Regigigas Saint of the sealed mile You wear a slumber like Sunday clothes And smile a granite smile Regigigas, Regigigas Mercy made of rope You teach the lost to tie the knot Then pull the knot until they choke [Verse 2 | sung, strings closer, chip tick like a slow count] They find them standing at the plinth With hands still on the braid Their mouths still open from a watch The watch is what they paid The golems kneel in colored rings And do not break the round The ice one weeps, the rock one locks The steel one makes no sound A temple can renew the seal A pilgrim can renew the vow This circle will not go to sleep It is sleeping now [Pre-Chorus | violin higher, cello unwilling] Don't look too long into the palm Seven ropes, seven graves If you can feel the knot go tight You're already its slave [Chorus | lead + choir, fuller strings] Regigigas, Regigigas Saint of the sealed mile You wear a slumber like Sunday clothes And smile a granite smile Regigigas, Regigigas Mercy made of rope You teach the lost to tie the knot Then pull the knot until they choke [Verse 3 | sung, quieter, cello alone, violin thin] It doesn't hunt along the road It hunts the need to bind It waits until you call it sleeping And answers from behind The snow can cover half the range The range will not forget A little 8-bit hymn still ticks Inside a palm not shut yet It drinks the watch before the flesh It files you with the stone It leaves a rope still in the fist To show the next one you were home [Chorus | bigger, choir stacked, violin answering every other line, still not triumphant] Regigigas, Regigigas Gray chapel, no way home You fold a body into braid And wear it while you roam Regigigas, Regigigas Slumber learned a tune You leave the mountain quieter And hungrier too soon [Bridge | spoken over one held cello note, violin barely there, 8-bit tick slow] The seal was not mercy. The seal was the meal's lid. Ice for the left hand. Rock for the right. Steel for the throat that says "stay down." You came to keep it shut. You were the last knot. Regigigas does not hate the watcher. Regigigas is the sleep you promised to keep. And the promise is awake. [Drop | no beat drop — choir, cello drone, violin tremolo, chip tick stacking] Hold. Hold. Hold. Braid. Braid. Braid. The saint does not dream. The saint is wearing dream. Pull. Pull. The palm remembers every name that tied it. [Verse 4 | sung, low, almost spoken-sung, strings under] I felt the rope go through my wrist I felt the plinth agree The golems turned their faces in And saved a place for me If someone else should find the door And ask the stone to sleep Tell them the watch is already full Tell them the knot is deep [Final Chorus | lead + full choir, violin and cello with the choir, still not triumphant] Regigigas, Regigigas Saint of the sealed mile You wear a slumber like Sunday clothes And smile a granite smile Regigigas, Regigigas Say it if you dare The mountain bows. [Outro | cello drone holds, 8-bit stone tick does not stop, violin stops first, choir on the ugly vowel] Ah—ah—ah— the palm stays shut. Ah—ah—ah— the palm stays shut. The next one is already climbing.
