Deep in the ferns where the rivers run dry
Mother laid three hearts under a blood‑moon sky
(Under a blood‑moon sky)
One never shattered the shell, still as stone
(Still as stone)
One tasted the sun, then was taken alone
(Taken alone)
But the third drank the hunger, the burn in the bone
Sharpened his shadow on brother and stone
Crawled from the ash where the broken ones lie
Screamed to the thunder, “I will not die”
Now the fault‑line splits, calling my name
(Fault‑line calling)
Through the acid skies, I’m carving my fame
(Carving my fame)
Every tooth a blade, every breath a war
(Every war)
I’m the last one standing from before
(Standing from before)
Three became one — I am the gun
(I am the gun)
Blaze through the dark like a dying sun
(Dying sun)
Fangs of the storm, a new kingdom sworn
(Kingdom sworn)
Out of the dust, a king is born
(King is born)
Now the fault‑line screams, carving my name
(Fault‑line screaming)
Through the killing rain, I’m staking my claim
(Staking my claim)
Every tooth a blade, every breath a war
(Every war)
I’m the last one standing from before
(Standing from before)
Three became one — I am the gun
(I am the gun)
Blaze through the dark like a dying sun
(Dying sun)
Fangs of the storm, a new kingdom sworn
(Kingdom sworn)
Out of the dust, a king is born
(King is born)
In the ferns where I crawled, I lay my own
(My own, my own)
Three new sparks in the earth and bone
(Earth and bone)
Life bites its tail, the circle is grown
(Circle grown)
From the last, a thousand thrones
(A thousand thrones)
Three became one — I am the gun
(I am the gun)
Blaze through the dark like a dying sun
(Dying sun)
Fangs of the storm, a new kingdom sworn
(Kingdom sworn)
Out of the dust, a king is born
(King is born)
Tremble… tremble… the line won’t fall
(Echo down the hall)
Fossil and fire, I tower tall
(Tower tall)
Roar of the ages, the last, the all
(Roar, roar…)
(Roar…)