[Male Lead] It was not God who disappeared, But laws we thought would never bend. The heavens fell, the silence cleared, And certainty had reached its end. It was not God who ceased to speak, But answers handed down as true. Now every soul must learn to seek A path no other hand can choose. [Female Lead] And when no voice commands the way, No higher judge declares us right, Who bears the weight of what we say? Who leads us through the endless night? For freedom is no empty sky, No boundless right to take and claim. It asks us how, and asks us why, And calls each choice by its own name. [Male Lead] We must create, not merely kneel, Yet never crown ourselves as kings. For every value we reveal Must answer for the hurt it brings. And if we place the good on high, Where sacred thrones once held their place, We must not let another lie Return disguised as truth and grace. [Female Lead] We may deny the gods above, Yet still demand a master's hand. We may surrender what we love To those who promise to command. The deepest terror is not found In empty heavens overhead, But knowing no one else is bound To choose the road that lies ahead. [Male Lead] And if the heavens give no sign, No final verdict from above, Then let the human heart define Its measure not by power, but love. [Female Lead] It was not God who passed away, But peace in answers carved in stone. And now we face the open day, Where every choice becomes our own. [Male Lead] It was not God who passed away, [Female Lead] But peace in answers carved in stone. [Male Lead] And now we face the open day, [Female Lead] Where every choice becomes our own. [Male Lead] Where once we waited for a sign, [Female Lead] And thought the world was understood, [Male Lead] We cross the last familiar line, [Female Lead] And face the weight of choosing good. [Male Lead and Female Lead] There is no road that leads us back To truths that never faced a test. We make our way through light and black, And bear the burden of the rest. And if the heavens make no sound, The earth will not fall silent too. Where conscience lives, a path is found — Not guaranteed, but ours to choose.
