[Intro | immediate, shouted, no count-in] HEY— Light didn’t shout. It waited. [Verse 1 | fast, spoken, clipped] Second Sunday, noise gone dead Paper crowns, heads down, hands clenched No choir left, no safety net Just boots on stone When the night said “stop” Gold in the chest Weight in the room A king shaking in a locked-back hall While a kid slept through consequence [Shout | crowd hit] HEY! MOVE. [Pre-Chorus | rapid, breath-driven] Power panics— Truth doesn’t. [Chorus | fast, chant, stackable] OPEN THE CHESTS (NO SHOW) OPEN THE CHESTS (NO FAVOR) Gold for the weight Smoke for the signal Myrrh for the cost we already knew WE LEFT— ANOTHER ROAD [Verse 2 | shorter, punchier] Quiet house Wood and breath Nothing staged Nothing blessed Holy hits When it’s unannounced Frankincense burned Room went still Myrrh sat heavy And never will lift [Shout | call-and-response] TURN— (HEY!) TURN— (HEY!) [Chorus | even tighter] OPEN THE CHESTS (NO NAMES) OPEN THE CHESTS (NO CROWNS) Gold still weighs Smoke still rises Myrrh tells truth WE LEFT— ANOTHER ROAD [Bridge | glitch / dropouts / shouted fragments] DON’T GO BACK HEY— DON’T REPORT HEY— WAKE UP TURN MOVE (static cut) [Final Chorus | last hit, no extension] OPEN THE CHESTS CLOSE THE MAP WHAT WE SAW STAYS THAT Gold. Smoke. Myrrh. WE LEFT— ANOTHER ROAD [Outro | single breath, room noise] Some light doesn’t follow you. It redirects you.
