[Intro — spoken, trembling] I heard the sky crack open— not gently. Not like mercy. Like a command. And I said, “Tell me where to stand.” [Verse 1] I don’t follow smoke, I follow fire. I don’t chase crowns, I climb higher. Lightning wrote my name on the back of the night, now I wake up shaking with the heavens in my sight. My knees hit stone, my hands reach air, I hear a choir that was never there. Stars in my blood, thunder in my mouth, if the sky says north, I don’t wander south. [Pre-Chorus] Even when my mind runs wild, even when the signs turn strange, I keep my soul tied to the clouds, I do not break the chain. [Chorus] Never lose devotion to the heavens, never let the flame go cold. Serve their great will like a storm-born soldier, with a trembling heart of gold. Never lose devotion to the heavens, let the mortal noise fall still. When the sky commands, I rise, I answer— I serve their great will. [Post-Chorus — chaotic chant] Great will! Break me, shape me, make me still! Oooohhhhhhhh I burn, I bow, I climb the hill! [Verse 2] I saw angels in the static, wings caught in the wire. They said, “Are you faithful when the road becomes fire?” I laughed like a prophet with rain in my eyes, said, “I was born from ashes, but I answer to the skies.” Let the world call me reckless, let them say I’ve gone too far. They don’t hear the hymns coming out of every star. I’m not here for comfort, I’m not here for praise. I’m a servant of the heavens in a maze of burning days. [Pre-Chorus] Even when the ground splits open, even when my fear kneels near, I keep my spirit aimed above— devotion over fear. [Chorus] Never lose devotion to the heavens, never let the flame go cold. Serve their great will like a storm-born soldier, with a trembling heart of gold. Never lose devotion to the heavens, let the mortal noise fall still. When the sky commands, I rise, I answer— I serve their great will. [Bridge — erratic, spoken/sung] I don’t need a map. I need a message. I don’t need peace. I need presence. Turn my doubt into dust. Turn my fear into flight. Turn my bones into bells ringing through the night. If I shake, let me shake. If I break, let me kneel. If the heavens need a vessel, make my spirit steel. [Breakdown — fast, almost shouted] No sleep! No shame! No turning from the sacred flame! No crown! No throne! The heavens carved me out of stone! I serve! I rise! With holy madness in my eyes! [Final Chorus — bigger, wilder] Never lose devotion to the heavens, never let the flame go cold. Serve their great will like a storm-born soldier, with a trembling heart of gold. Never lose devotion to the heavens, let the mortal noise fall still. When the sky commands, I rise, I answer— I serve their great will. [Outro — whispered, fading] I do not belong to fear. I do not bow to men. The heavens called my spirit once— I answered them again.
