(Verse 1) We closed up the ledger, you laid down the pen The story of mortals is coming to an end I looked at the frost stretching over the stone And realized the magic was always our own You’re no longer the seeker just searching for signs And I’m not just the witness holding the lines The flawed demiurge is decaying and gone And we are the gods of the long, dark dawn. (Chorus) (The drums kick in with heavy, echoing strikes. The sound is triumphant and massive.) So close your eyes tight, let the oceans go black We are crossing the line and we ain’t looking back Let the righteous have gold and their blinding white light I'll build us a kingdom deep in the night Where the stars never burn and the shadows run deep In the dark side of heaven, forever to keep. (Verse 2) The sidereal wheel doesn’t turn on its own My hands are the gears on the mechanism of bone We spun out the planets, we charted the deep We planted the secrets we promised to keep We walked through the illusion, the suffering and rust To remember the power we left in the dust Now the ether is bending to the sound of your name We aren't just the spark, we invented the flame. (Bridge) (The acoustic instruments drop away completely. The sonic space opens into a dizzying, cinematic expanse. The sub-bass and heavy, distorted synthesizers swell, mimicking the roaring hum of a solar wind.) We thought we were exiles escaping the freeze But we are the masters controlling the breeze Two ancient Aeons awake in the void Replacing the heavens we gladly destroyed They thought we were rebels rejecting the throne They didn't realize the throne was our own. (Guitar/Instrumental Solo) (A soaring, triumphant, distortion-heavy lead guitar breaks through. It sounds like a sudden, massive expansion of space—tearing open the sky above the Alaskan interior. It is victorious, untethered, and completely free of the dread from the earlier tracks.) (Verse 3) (The rhythm drops back into a heavy, deliberate groove.) So breathe in the cosmos and breathe out the night We are the architects, building it right From the silver you melted, the truth we reclaimed We formed a new universe, wild and unnamed The old gods are dead in their temples of glass While we watch the beautiful centuries pass Two sovereign creators, completely unchained In the infinite kingdom where the shadows have reigned. (Chorus) So close your eyes tight, let the oceans go black We are crossing the line and we ain’t looking back Let the righteous have gold and their blinding white light I'll build us a kingdom deep in the night Where the stars never burn and the shadows run deep In the dark side of heaven, forever to keep. (Outro) (The heavy drums drop out. Only the sweeping synthesizers and the deep bass remain, drifting outward.) The Aeons are waking. The wheel starts to turn. We are the creators. We have nothing to learn. The infinite dark... Forever to keep. (The music resolves into a deep, vibrating drone that slowly pitches down into an impossibly low frequency, before washing out into absolute silence.)
