Lyrics

[Chorus](MASSIVE DROP. The full-force funk groove slams back into wide stereo. The distorted slap-bass layers over the driving hip-hop beat, and the bluesy, screaming acoustic slide-guitar wails between lines with maximum intensity.)GrizzlyJones (Cranked loud, doubled lines):DUST TO BONE, I’m not my grave!I feel a fire in the dark you gave!Divine calling pulling me higher,Through the smoke, through the wire!Ezra (Bright, gospel-style pop topline overlay):Dust to bone, I shed my skin!You break me open just to pull me in!GrizzlyJones:Harness this holy connection, Lord!GrizzlyJones / Ezra (Shouting in unison):New year, new heart, reborn![Bridge](The drums cut out completely. The atmosphere shifts into a stark, sacred space. Only the low, humming vibration of a throat-bass and a single, mournful acoustic guitar chord hold the rhythm. Grizzly and Ezra strip away the rap flow, moving into an intense, call-and-response gospel chant.)GrizzlyJones (Raw, unaccompanied chest voice):Did you think the dirt could hold a fire?Ezra (Echoing high, angelic response):(No, the fire breaks the clay...)GrizzlyJones:Did you think the grave could choke the choir?Ezra:(No, the music finds a way...)(Ear candy: A sudden, frantic acoustic fiddle slide enters, building a dizzying ascension. The jaw-harp starts twanging rapidly on every single beat, ramping up the tempo's internal energy.)GrizzlyJones (Vocals rising in pitch and passion):Break the wood! Break the stone!Ezra:Shed the skin!GrizzlyJones / Ezra (In unison, building to a scream):Claim the bone!(The drums do a thunderous, rapid, funk-style snare roll that shatters the tension—)[Chorus](THE ULTIMATE CLIMAX. Every element is pushed to its absolute limit. The slap-bass is popping aggressively, the slide-guitar is screaming, and a full choir layer joins Ezra's gospel topline, making the sound massive.)GrizzlyJones (Cranked loud, doubled lines):DUST TO BONE, I’m not my grave!I feel a fire in the dark you gave!Divine calling pulling me higher,Through the smoke, through the wire!Ezra (Bright, gospel-style pop topline overlay):Dust to bone, I shed my skin!You break me open just to pull me in!GrizzlyJones:Harness this holy connection, Lord!GrizzlyJones / Ezra (Shouting in unison):New year, new heart, reborn![Outro](The heavy rap drums and distorted bass vanish instantly. The track returns to the exact minimalist pocket as the intro: a stark, rhythmic ticking clock and a slow, infectious, acoustic slap-bass groove. The dusty acoustic guitar plucks a final, unresolved bluesy riff.)GrizzlyJones (Deep, close-mic rasp):Sun’s up.Graveyard’s empty.Ezra (Soft, fading whisper):New year...GrizzlyJones:Alive.(Sound: A heavy wooden church door groans shut in the distance. The ticking clock slows down for three beats, then stops on a definitive, heavy mechanical click. Total silence.)

Reborn in the Smoke