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[Intro – tense, rumbling, rising tension] Deep hum shakes the empty dark Choir swells like a distant spark [Verse 1 – somber, weighted regret] We drank the rivers dry and broke the stone We carved the meat from off the bone She gave us breath, she gave us rain We gave her poison, smoke, and pain We thought the harvest would never end We treated a mother like a broken friend [Pre-Chorus – urgent, fleeing dread] Then the sky turned grey, and the birds went still So we looked to the void to find a new thrill Ignited the engines, tore through the night Ran from the ruin, chased the starlight [Chorus – hollow, detached despair] Now we drift in steel shells across the black Ghosts in the machine, never looking back We traded the green for the cold and the chrome Abandoned the cradle, left her to die alone Oh, we conquered the stars, but we lost our soul A billion worlds, and none make us whole [Verse 2 – nostalgic, hollow longing] Do you remember the sound of the leaves? Or just the hum of the recycler as it heaves? We breathe canned air and we drink filtered dust While the cradle we left turns to silence and rust We are gods of the vacuum, kings of the dark But we carry the guilt like a burning mark [Pre-Chorus – frantic, desperate escape] Then the sky turned grey, and the birds went still So we looked to the void to find a new thrill Ignited the engines, tore through the night Ran from the ruin, chased the starlight [Chorus – hollow, detached despair] Now we drift in steel shells across the black Ghosts in the machine, never looking back We traded the green for the cold and the chrome Abandoned the cradle, left her to die alone Oh, we conquered the stars, but we lost our soul A billion worlds, and none make us whole [Bridge – building, fiery urgency] But a whisper is rising from deep in the core A voice we can’t silence, a truth we ignore The Mother is calling, her spirit remains In the blood that is rushing inside of our veins It is time to remember! It is time to return! To heal what was broken! To watch the fire burn! [Final Chorus – redemptive, hopeful resolve] We drifted in steel shells across the black But the children of Gaia are finding the track We’re trading the cold for the seed and the stone Returning to the cradle, to reclaim our home We lost our way among the stars, but we found our soul Back to the cradle, where our story unfolds [Outro – soft, reverent resolution] The silence is over. The healing begins By the root and the stem, by the leaf and the wind We follow the call, we follow the order Gaia... we are coming home [Fade out – low resonating bass hum]