Singles

Vocalisation (phonetic)

Belele um papa, belele um papa, belele um papa lekaBelelele um papa, ulala um belele um papa lekaBelelele um papa, belele um baba, belele um papaUlala um papu, hey klinga lulu um kanchuVale lulu um papu, jale lubu belele lukaku

Kringa lulu um kanta, ugurika belele um papaUbelale um kanta, ujika ubelale um papu lingaBibiale um tata, ujika ubelale um papu lingaBibiale um tata, ujika ubelale um tata lingaBibiale um tata, ujika ubelale um tataUgurika ubelale um tata, ugurika ubelale um tata lingaUgurika ubelale um tata, ujika ubelale um tata lingaUgurika ubelale um tata, ujika ubelale um tata linga

Belele um papa, belele um papa, bele um papaBelele um papa, ulala um belele um papa lekaBelelele um papa, belele um papa, bele um papaUlala um papu, hey klinga lulu um kanchuVale lulu um papu, jale lubu belele lukaku

Verse 1

They said “Stay in your lane”I walked it barefoot anywayStones in my shoesStill I carried someone else’s weight

Chorus

I riseBut I rise gentleStrong handsWith a soft touchBeen through the fireCame back tenderDon’t need to win by being toughI riseBut I rise gentleTurn hurt into open armsIf I can stand after the stormI can be kind in the dark

Verse 2

Scars over my bodyFrom all the times I hit the kitchen groundNow when I seeSomeone fallI have my hand out to pull them upYears went quietDoors stayed closedCarried truthNo one choseI stood alone

Chorus

I riseBut I rise gentleStrong handsWith a soft touchBeen through the fireCame back tenderDon’t need to win by being toughI riseBut I rise gentleStrong handsWith a soft touchBeen through the fireCame back tenderDon’t need to win by being toughI riseBut I rise gentleTurn hurt into open armsIf I can stand after the stormI can be kind in the dark

Verse 3

Now I’m walkingBack with truthNot to breakBut to proveWhat was wrong

Chorus

I riseBut I rise gentleStrong handsWith a soft touchBeen through the fireCame back tenderDon’t need to win by being toughI riseBut I rise gentleTurn hurt into open armsIf I can stand after the stormI can be kind in the dark

Bridge

They held powerBuilt on fearTruth stood patientYear by yearNow I rise

Final chorus

I riseBut I rise gentleStrong handsWith a soft touchBeen through the fireCame back tenderDon’t need to win by being toughI riseBut I rise gentleTurn hurt into open armsIf I can stand after the stormI can be kind in the dark

This is the frequency of lightThis is the frequency of light

Chorus

This is the frequency of light!The light, oh yeah!The frequency of light!This is the current in my mind!My mind, oh yeah!The current in my mind!

Verse 1

You could paint the blue upon my facePure blue light in an empty spaceNo loops to turn toAnd babe, we’ll break awayOh, I can ease you of your painFeel the sun shine down again’Round the loop we goEach time I hear you say

Build

I know you want to say it

Chorus

This is the frequency of light!The light, oh yeah!The frequency of light!This is the current in my mind!My mind, oh yeah!The current in my mind!

Verse 2

Won’t you teach my sovereign soul to learn?No more shadow left for me to burnArmed in our goldWe rule our sovereign landWe will write our names across the airHeal the worry, clear the cold despairSing that silent songNo reason to repeat

Build

I know you want to say it

Chorus

This is the frequency of light!The light, oh yeah!The frequency of light!This is the current in my mind!My mind, oh yeah!The current in my mind!

Outro

Just a gameBe silentAnd grow strongThe frequency of light

The machine is hummingThe cradle is rocking

Verse 1

We are suspended above the same old, terrifying abyssDoomsday scrolling through the static of a digital eclipseWe fed our precious attention to the idol we helped buildNow we’re held to ransom by the screen, our spirits unfulfilledThe dissociation is total inside the theatre of the mindInstitutions built like cages to lock up the human designSlaves to a smartphone screen, caught in a three-dimensional boxDraining our sacred energy into the gears of their corporate clocks

Pre-chorus

But look up from the pavement, we are stars wrapped in flesh and boneThe Finger of God is pointing directly to the centre of the StoneOut of the Saturnine winter, the kingdom of Oranus is at handThe Sovereign Architect rises to reclaim this hollowed land

Chorus

Raise the Chrism up the thirty-three steps of the spineTurn the silver fluid to gold in the temple of the pineal shineUnsheathe the hidden Excalibur, pull the sword from the stone of the brainUnite the Leo heart with the Aquarian nervous system’s veinBreak the circuit of the digital sine waveWake up from the programmed dreamSpirit and matter are marrying nowIn the middle of the Aether stream

Verse 2

I look back at my former self, at all the ridiculous poses I madeWith that peculiar tenderness we keep for the dead when they fadeLaughing at the tribunal of guilt, the verdicts of good and evil we woreA pissy little racket of judgment that carries no weight anymoreNow forgiveness becomes the hard, bastard work of the braveRefusing to pass the wound forward, breaking the loop of the slaveAnnihilation is just the instrument that writes us from nothing to newThe obsolete form must surrender what it was to let the light shine through

Pre-chorus

The Finger of God is pointing directly to the centre of the StoneOut of the Saturnine winter, the kingdom of Oranus is at handThe Sovereign Architect rises to reclaim this hollowed land

Repeat chorus

Raise the Chrism up the thirty-three steps of the spineTurn the silver fluid to gold in the temple of the pineal shineUnsheathe the hidden Excalibur, pull the sword from the stone of the brainUnite the Leo heart with the Aquarian nervous system’s veinBreak the circuit of the digital sine waveWake up from the programmed dreamSpirit and matter are marrying nowIn the middle of the Aether stream

Bridge

I am learning to walk on the waterOvercoming the pull of the deepThe body was just an avatarA vessel to guide us in sleepShedding the coats of heavy skinI am not the thoughts in the headUnveiling the star-space within usWhere the illusory boundaries are deadSurrendering the willTo the absolute silence of restThe sacred marriage of oppositesIs beating inside of my chest

Final chorus

Raise the Chrism up the thirty-three steps of the spineTurn the silver fluid to gold in the temple of the pineal shineUnsheathe the hidden Excalibur, pull the sword from the stone of the brainUnite the Leo heart with the Aquarian nervous system’s veinBreak the circuit of the digital sine waveWake up from the programmed dreamSpirit and matter are marrying nowIn the middle of the Aether stream

Outro

I walked right out of the machineryI found a home in TheeThe circuit is completeAUM