

We waited beyond your burning door
You chose the flame...
and called it home
You heard the crack beneath your feet
but called it faith,
called it heat
You fed the spark,
you fed the rot
Now choke on every lie you taught
We left you warnings in the wind
In failing crops, in poisoned skin
In seas that climbed your walls at night
In skies that choked the morning light
You heard, then bartered truth for gold
Sold futures cheap, bought comforts old
You crowned the liars,
praised the loud
And marched in circles with the crowd
You knew the wound was deep
You kissed the blade instead
You saw the storm arrive
Then built your throne from lead
Now watch the towers learn to kneel Watch iron empires crack and
peel The gods you forged from greed and smoke Collapse the second
truth is spoke O children of the wounded sphere We grieve the
fate you volunteer You begged for kings,
received your chains Then cursed the sky for all your pain
You mined the marrow from the earth
Assigned a market price to birth
You fed your hungry scraps of pride
While oceans carried waste like tides
Your weapons bloomed where forests stood
You called the harvest "greater good"
You taught machines to track and see
Yet never learned humanity
We came with maps
You chose the walls
We came with cure
You chose the cause
We offered stars
You chose the screen
Now drown inside
Your own machine
Your gold turns black in the mouths of machines
We fed you truth,
you called it noise
Now every silence rips at your throat The walls come down in
a cold, wide
wave Kneel to the weight of what you made
Still...
in the wreckage, candles glow
Hands still lift the ones below
A mother shields a stranger's son
Two enemies lay down the gun There...
beneath collapse and ash The better blood begins to hatch
Let all the towers learn to kneel Let false crowns rust,
let tyrants feel You are not doomed by what you've been
If you destroy the war within
O children of the wounded sphere There is still time if you
can hear Break every chain you begged to wear Choose love...
or choke on your own air
We do not come to end your race
We come to see if grace remains