
[Intro] [Dirty, distorted slide guitar riff with a heavy, stomping beat] [Low, growling Hammond organ swells] [Square brackets for non-singing content: Gritty laughter in the background] [Verse 1] The monk throws down the candle, he’s tired of the dark Deep inside the hollow chest, there’s a brand new spark No more kneeling in the dust, no more ancient fears We’re washin’ off the medieval rust with blood and sweat and tears! [Bluesy guitar lick] [Pre-Chorus] (Can you feel it comin’?) Like a storm across the plains (Can you hear it hummin’?) The truth is breakin’ all the chains! (Ink and paper! Fire and bone!) The king is fallin’ from his golden throne! [Chorus] (Renaissance of the Soul, yeah, the light is burnin’ wild!) (Like a rebel on the run, like a long-lost restless child!) We’re paintin’ up the heavens with a dirty shade of blue The old world is dyin’, babe, we’re startin’ somethin’ new! (Raise your glass! Raise your soul!) To the science, the art, and the rock and roll! [Bridge] [Tempo slows down to a swampy, heavy groove] [Soulful female backing singers join in] (Oh, the spirit’s movin’...) (Oh, the mind is provin’...) [Square brackets for non-singing content: Gritty spoken word] [I looked into the telescope and I saw the face of God... and he was smiling at the rebels.] [Solo] [Long, dual-guitar solo: starting with slow, soulful slide guitar, then exploding into fast, melodic heavy metal shredding] [Verse 2] Da Vinci’s in the workshop, oil upon his hands Mappin’ out the anatomy of the forgotten lands The printing press is screamin’, spreadin’ out the word The loudest song of freedom that the world has ever heard! [Chorus] (Renaissance of the Soul, yeah, the light is burnin’ wild!) (Like a rebel on the run, like a long-lost restless child!) We’re paintin’ up the heavens with a dirty shade of blue The old world is dyin’, babe, we’re startin’ somethin’ new! [Outro] [Heavy organ finale] (Let the light shine! Let the soul shine!) [Fading out with a final, echoing slide guitar note and the sound of a crackling fire] (Yeah... we’re free now.)

