04) Song - Riot in the Ribs of the Earth

[Verse 1] Ash in the lungs of the mountain’s ghost, Black glass veins where the rivers froze, Blood in the teeth of the sky’s old throat, And the ground still shakes with things it wrote. [Pre-Chorus] Steel and bone in the caverns hum, Like the world remembers what it was running from. [Chorus] There's a riot in the ribs of the earth, A grinding scream where it first gave birth. Magma prayers and tectonic lies, And the dead keep time with collapsing skies. [Verse 2] Cracks in the crust form jagged tongues, Whispering secrets in forgotten lungs. The fault lines ache like broken spines, Carving hymns in the fault’s designs. [Bridge] Kick the coffin of the continents, Hear the deep drum pound. The core still speaks in violence, And nobody hears the sound. [Chorus (Refrain)] There’s a riot in the ribs of the earth— And the bones keep breaking time.