[Intro]
Morning comes without command
Light falls softly on our hands
No voice above, no iron law
Only all the wounds we saw

[Verse]
The towers stand like broken teeth
With quiet streets asleep beneath
The clocks no longer rule the day
The bells have nothing left to say
Seraphine walks through ash and rain
Past every shrine, past every chain
She finds a gear beside the stone
And knows he did not die alone

[Pre-Chorus]
No savior now to bear the sky
No holy mask to tell us why
The gift he gave was not control
But the burden of a soul

[Chorus]
When the brass sky breaks
We will learn to breathe
Not by crowns above
But by what we choose to be
When the brass sky breaks
Let the silence ring
For the one who was not born
Yet taught the chained to sing

[Verse]
The factory choir gathers slow
Where furnace rivers used to glow
They do not kneel, they do not pray
They speak the names erased away
Doctor Marrow, old and worn
Stares into the opened morn
He built a god to calm the street
And found a son who made him weep

[Pre-Chorus]
No savior now to bear the sky
No holy mask to tell us why
The gift he gave was not control
But the burden of a soul

[Chorus]
When the brass sky breaks
We will learn to breathe
Not by crowns above
But by what we choose to be
When the brass sky breaks
Let the silence ring
For the one who was not born
Yet taught the chained to sing

[Interlude]
No more gears in heaven
No more thrones of flame
No more borrowed mercy
No more nameless shame

[Bridge]
Seraphine sings the final line
Not to worship, not to bind
But to remember what was paid
By the heart their cruelty made
If we build again from dust
Let no machine inherit trust
Let no prophet steal our pain
Let no crown return again

[Build-up]
Hand in hand
Street by street
Voice by voice
Heartbeat by heartbeat

[Chorus]
When the brass sky breaks
We will learn to breathe
Not by crowns above
But by what we choose to be
When the brass sky breaks
Let the silence ring
For the one who was not born
Yet taught the chained to sing

[Chorus]
When the brass sky breaks
We will carry on
With the memory of steam
And the echo of his song
When the brass sky breaks
Let the morning rise
Not as heaven made by kings
But as freedom in our eyes

[Outro]
Morning comes without command
Light falls softly on our hands
No voice above, no iron law
Only all the life we saw
And somewhere deep where silence gleams
A final gear still warms our dreams