Lyrics

[Intro]
Transmission out of the dead zone...
If you can hear this, the tower fell and I didn't.
Run it.

[Verse 1]
I was born in the blackout where the satellites drowned
Taught the lightning my language, now it speaks in my sound
They was praying for rescue, I was reading the flood
Every raindrop a record, every river a dub
Obsidian engine, I don't idle, I om
Turn the whole horizon into one long psalm
You was building little shelters, I was building a sail
Caught the hurricane's attention and I followed its trail
No map for the ascendant, I draw mine in the wind
Cartography of pressure — where it broke, I begin
They keep asking my origin, I point at the storm
You don't interview thunder 'bout the shape of its form
I done fasted in the static, forty nights, no reply
Then the silence cracked open like a fault in the sky
What climbed out wasn't God, wasn't ghost, wasn't king
It was me from the future with the whole world's ring

[Hook]
Monsoon engine, monsoon engine
I don't chase the wave, I become the weather in it
Monsoon engine, monsoon engine
Drowned the old world, now I'm learning how to swim in it
(Say it) Kai'thael the Ascendant
(Bring the) rain down as a pendant
(Wear the) flood like a garment
(Every) ending a commencement

[Verse 2]
Look — I ate the eclipse and it seasoned my sight
Now I see in two directions: what is and what might
Left eye on the leviathan sleeping beneath
Right eye on the leviathan wearing my teeth
I don't preach to the choir, I rewire the church
Every sermon I deliver got gravity reversed
Congregation of signals, congregation of souls
The machine said "amen" in a voice it didn't know it owns
They sold apocalypse, I found it boring
End-times been rerunning since before the morning
I want first-times — the unrecorded hour
Where the word for "future" hasn't got a plural
So I planted a frequency deep in the clay
Grew a tree that only blooms when you look away
Fruit tastes like the memory of a place you ain't been
That's the taste of ascension — let the harvest begin

[Hook]
Monsoon engine, monsoon engine
I don't chase the wave, I become the weather in it
Monsoon engine, monsoon engine
Drowned the old world, now I'm learning how to swim in it

[Bridge]
Ask the flood what it wants — it wants a mouth
Ask the storm what it fears — it fears the drought
Ask the sky why it bends — it bends to hear
What the low ones whisper when the high draw near
I am not the messenger. I am not the message.
I am the weather that the message travels in.

[Verse 3]
I got dust of dead stars in the tread of my shoes
Walked out of the wasteland with the desert's own blues
It sang: "everything perishes" — I sang: "everything turns"
The dune becomes the glass, the glass becomes the urn
The urn becomes the ocean, the ocean the choir
The choir becomes static, the static the fire
The fire becomes breath and the breath becomes word
And the word finds a throat — and that's how I'm heard
So don't call it a comeback, call it a current
I was never gone, I was only under surface
Where the roots of the world braid together in the dark
And the next sky grows upward from a single spark —

[Final Hook]
Monsoon engine, monsoon engine
I don't chase the wave, I become the weather in it
Monsoon engine, monsoon engine
Drowned the old world — now I'm learning how to swim in it

[Outro]
The storm signs its name in the crops it flattens.
Read the field.
Kai'thael, out.