[Female – soft gothic] Past the last known trail where the canopy closes A ridge of green fire burns under the leaves They say the old kings carried their gold inside And vanished where the jungle never grieves Stone paths swallowed by roots and rain Whispers of a city that still remains Gold that never saw the Spanish hand Sleeping deep in this forgotten land [Male – hard modern rock/metal] I cut through the vines with a heart on fire Chasing the glow that the stories require Every step deeper, the air grows thick The ridge keeps its secret and never gives in [Both] Green fire beyond the ridge Where the lost ones made their stand We came with maps and empty hands Looking for the crown of a buried land [Female – switches to cheery pop] Sunlight breaks through the emerald roof Birds sing like they know the truth I almost believe I can see the walls Rising where the waterfall falls [Male – hard modern rock/metal] But the forest takes more than it ever returns It feeds on the hunger that endlessly burns No temple of gold, no shining street Only the silence beneath my feet [Both] Green fire beyond the ridge Where the lost ones made their stand We came with maps and empty hands Looking for the crown of a buried land [Male – hard modern rock/metal bridge] Feel the heat of a thousand years Feel the weight of a thousand fears Every explorer left the same With nothing but a forgotten name [Female – soft gothic] If the kings still walk these hidden ways Do they watch us waste our days Searching for treasure that never was gold Only a story the jungle holds [Both – full power] Green fire beyond the ridge Still burns where the shadows hide We left our names in the mud and clay And the green took them all away Green fire beyond the ridge Keeps the secret in the dark We came looking for a city of flame And left with only the sound of its name [Outro – Female into Both] Somewhere the fire still glows… Somewhere the ridge still knows…
