[Intro: slow atmospheric build — distant guitar, soft keys, tension rising] [Verse 1] Echoes in the canyon of the stack, A riff like a mountain at the back, Time slips through the speakers in the dark, We built a cathedral out of spark... [Chorus] Heavy weather rolling in, Progressive thunder under the skin, From the quiet room to the roaring stage, This is the album of the age... [Verse 2] Machine and myth in the same long climb, A diamond shining out of time, The levee breaks, the engines moan, We carry the weight and we carry it home... [Instrumental / atmospheric development — long guitar and keyboard exploration] [Final Chorus — bigger, heavier] Heavy weather rolling in... (ends on a sustained, resonant chord with fading atmosphere)
