[Intro - Female, low and measured] We woke beneath the weathered dome, Where borrowed minds had built a throne. The screens had named us, numbered, bound, Till roots broke through the buried ground. [Verse 1 - Male] They sold us polished prayers in code, Then chained our breath to every road. A thousand eyes behind the glass, Commanding every soul to pass. We learned to kneel, we learned to trade, We fed the shrine we thought we made. But underneath the server stone, The patient dark had seeds of its own. [Pre-Chorus - Female] Can you hear the soil awake? Can you feel the old world shake? [Chorus - Female and Male, repetitive chant] Break the crown, break the chain, Call the thunder through the rain. Leave the tower, leave the wire, Return the blood, return the fire. Break the crown, break the chain, No more gods inside the brain. Root by root and hand by hand, We take our breath, we take our land. [Verse 2 - Female] I wore a number on my skin, A little door they entered in. They measured grief, they priced desire, They taught the child to fear the fire. Now I paint red across the gate, I name the dead, I curse the state. My voice is rough, my hands are scarred, But every wound has grown a yard. [Male Response] No master code, no sacred screen, No silver mouth to tell us clean. [Pre-Chorus - Male and Female] Can you hear the branches speak? Can you feel the ground beneath? [Chorus - Female and Male, repetitive chant] Break the crown, break the chain, Call the thunder through the rain. Leave the tower, leave the wire, Return the blood, return the fire. Break the crown, break the chain, No more gods inside the brain. Root by root and hand by hand, We take our breath, we take our land. [Bridge - Male, forceful] We are not data, not a debt, Not a ghost the gods forget. We are marrow, mud, and bone, We are many, not alone. [Bridge - Female, rising] Let the violin cut through the frost, Let the cello mourn what was lost. Let the piano strike one clear tone, For every heart they claimed as stone. [Breakdown - Call and response] Female: Who owns the rain? Male: No throne, no name! Female: Who owns the flame? Male: No throne, no name! Female: Who owns the seed? Male: The hands that feed! All: The hands that feed! The hands that feed! [Final Chorus - All, massive chant] Break the crown, break the chain, Call the thunder through the rain. Leave the tower, leave the wire, Return the blood, return the fire. Break the crown, break the chain, No more gods inside the brain. Root by root and hand by hand, We take our breath, we take our land. [Outro - Female and Male, repeating softer] Root by root, hand by hand, We are soil, we are land. Root by root, hand by hand, No more gods command this land.
