

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Raised on stories handed down like hand-me-down coats Names in books but the ink feels like ghosts Golden frames around pictures that never were Every answer just another practiced slur Say “kneel, be small” while they’re carving up the sky Built their thrones on the fear in our eyes Ten thousand years of “because I said so” Every map they drew had “don’t you dare go” [Chorus] We came from fire from dust and desire From questions burning holes through every choir Pillars made of paper fall in the light When we find out the truth it rewrites the night We came from stars from scars and a scream Not from their chains or their packaged dream When the spell breaks and the walls all slide We stand there shaking but we stand outside (outside) [Verse 2] Prophets on payroll selling heaven in a jar Blessings on subscription while they’re parking fancy cars Turn our wonder into rules and rows Edit out the parts where the wild thing grows They said “don’t look up don’t listen to your doubt” But the data didn’t match what they preached about Found bones in the ground older than their tales Found light from a past where their doctrine fails [Chorus] We came from fire from dust and desire From questions burning holes through every choir Pillars made of paper fall in the light When we find out the truth it rewrites the night We came from stars from scars and a scream Not from their chains or their packaged dream When the spell breaks and the walls all slide We stand there shaking but we stand outside (yeah, outside) [Bridge] So what do we do when the curtain drops? When the sacred script just… stops? Do we rage? Do we run? Do we call it a loss? Or build something real on this rubble and dust? [Beat drops, vocal half-sung] We learn our names again we learn our hands We write new myths that don’t demand We trade fear’s throne for an honest sky We won’t know everything but we won’t live a lie (hey) [Chorus] We came from fire from dust and desire From questions burning holes through every choir Pillars made of paper fall in the light When we find out the truth it rewrites the night We came from stars from scars and a scream From every quiet kid with a shattered dream When the spell breaks and the old gods hide We walk through the ruins and we choose our side (our side)
Tags
rap, Hybrid rap-pop over UK garage drums and airy chillstep pads; verses float on syncopated house rhythms, hook explodes with trancey synth leads and stacked male vocals. Energy starts introspective and simmering, then lifts into a soaring, defiant chorus. Deep sidechain pump on chords, 808-weighted low end, subtle vocal chops echoing key phrases in the drops., pop, chillstep, trance, hip hop
4:16
No
4/9/2026