Текст песни
The word was not born for the burning,
Not for ashes the silence was lit
A prophecy — not wrath, not yearning,
But a door where the deep still sits
Not of death spoke the ancient warnings,
But of light through the cracks of years
Not of pain, but of shared belonging,
Where reason holds truth, not fears
When the Earth remembers her name —
All the walls will break and sever
We’ll no longer be the shadow of flame,
But the breath of the stars forever
It’s a pulse on the edge of becoming,
It’s a garden not fully erased
It’s the light through the ash and the crumbling,
Like a crack in the ice — embraced
When the Earth remembers her name —
All the walls will break and sever
We’ll no longer be the shadow of flame,
But the breath of the stars forever
A prophecy isn’t a raven
It’s a bird that flies through time
Not the end — but a homeward haven,
Where no one remembers to lie
Where the fire no longer devours,
Where the breath lives in every tree
Where reason and faith don’t war for power,
But dream in unity
And if a star should cry at dawn —
It won’t be sorrow, but grace
The Earth will awaken in one small yes,
In the right to be light
Not to rule —
But embrace
