[Verse 1] Before our towers touched the sky, Before we taught the world our names, A deeper music moved below, Through mountain roots and lyrium veins. The earth was never silent then, Though we had scarcely learned to hear; A thousand voices, one refrain: [Titans:] I am here. We are here. [Refrain] Deep beneath us, slow and strong, Blood to mountain, breath to stone, Every heartbeat joined the song, Each one itself, but not alone. We called the world an empty place, A waiting thing that we could claim. But something living answered us, And nothing stayed the same. [Verse 2] We took the blue from living veins, Made bone and breath from what we stole. The mountains woke beneath our feet, And every shining city shook. The roads were split, the towers fell, We answered force with greater force, Until no hand could trace the wound Back cleanly to its source. [Pre-Chorus] You asked me for an end to war. I brought the answer in a blade: One cut to part the dreaming mind From every bond the Titans made. I knew those dreams, torn from their source, Would not fall silent or depart; Driven mad by pain and anger, Severed from the living heart. [Verse 3] I told you what the cut would mean: The dreams unmoored, the Titans stilled. I called the act itself a horror, Though it might halt the blood we spilled. I searched for any other answer, Anything that left them whole. You saw no other end to war. I could not make the cost less cruel. [Verse 4] I searched your face for certainty And feared it when I found it there. Once, your judgment steadied mine. That day, it felt too much to bear. I knew the wound that we would leave. I knew what severance would cost. And still I placed the blade between The living and what would be lost. [Build - rising intensity] No triumph. No righteous hand. No clean necessity. Only the choice we made together. And the choice I made was mine. [Instrumental Break - sudden silence] Then— No answer from below. No thunder underneath our feet. No voices passing stone to stone. No ancient pulse beneath the deep. The mountains stood. The war was done. Their children reached— And heard nothing. [Corrupted Refrain - eerie, fractured] Deep beneath us, something stirred. Blood to mountain, breath to— No. [Introduce backing choir] Not the song that came before. Not the voices we had known. Every heartbeat pulled apart. Every note without a home. I am here. I am— We are— Something answered from the dark. [Verse 5 - building horror] It touched the living, changed their flesh, Made strangers of the shapes it found. It flowered through the blood it reached, And fed on everything around. It crept through root and vein and soil, It grew wherever life could feed: Pain without the minds that bore it, Anger learning how to breed. [Transition - pull back] Not dead. Not dreaming. Not a weapon to command. A wound that learned to open wounds Wherever living things could stand. I had warned what might be born. I had known and made the blade. Knowing did not make me blameless. Knowing only meant— I chose. [Instrumental Break - distorted motif] [Verse 6 - controlled, resolute] Then seal the dreams away from us. Close every path the sickness knows. Set every ward that we can raise Between the living and what grows. The children of the Titans remain, Though we have taken what they knew. No justice answers what we've done. We owe them more than we can do. [Refrain - restrained] Deep beneath us, still and strange, Stone remembers what is gone. We cannot give them back their song Or make the wounded whole by dawn. But what was loosed is bound below. The shaking earth is quiet again. We cannot make the choice unmade. We choose what follows then. [Transition - music brightens] [Final Verse - warm, hopeful] Above us, morning touched the land. The first new towers caught the flame. There would be gardens, halls and roads, And wonders still without a name. No victory could pay the cost. No monument could clear the stain. But what we'd broken was contained. And we looked toward... tomorrow. [End]
