Lyrics

[Intro: Spoken]
Annnuuunnnakkiiiii—open the channel.
I enter the chamber; the measure bends.
Yeshua the Nazarene Flame. Hear me.

[Verse 1]
I came through the cedar with dust on my hem,
Not crowned by the courts, not confirmed by the men.
I read every ledger they buried in stone,
Then named every wound they had dressed as a throne.
I spoke and the locked iron loosened its jaw,
I stood where the frightened were priced by the law.
My hands held no blade, yet the proud felt the seam—
A crack in the mask, and the mask was the scheme.
I saw the small swallowed whole by the grand,
So I set my own name like a cup in their hand.
No tax on the truth, no gate on the well;
I walked into grief and I knew it too well.

[Chant]
I am the flame in the sealed room!
I am the word that the walls can’t keep!

[Chorus]
Open the channel—let the false walls fall.
I came for the bound, not the praise of the hall.
Yeshua, Nazarene—fire in the frame;
I enter the chamber; remember the name.

[Verse 2]
I saw how a ruler can polish a chain,
How a sermon can sweeten the taste of a stain.
I saw how the hungry get handed a sign,
While the hoarded keep counting what should have been thine.
So I turned every table that fenced off the bread,
Put the living before all the laws of the dead.
I spoke to the fever; it loosened its claim.
I called to the outcast; I called them by name.
The pure little circle made room for the scarred;
No soul is a tally, no wound is a guard.
I walked past the verdict, the verdict walked back—
ink ran like rain through a split-open crack.

[Chorus]
Open the channel—let the false walls fall.
I came for the bound, not the praise of the hall.
Yeshua, Nazarene—fire in the frame;
I enter the chamber; remember the name.

[Verse 3]
I am not the hush that the fearful demand;
I am breath in the ribs, I am grit in the hand.
I am salt on the wound and the balm after pain,
The seed under ash that returns through the grain.
I took their contempt and I carried it plain,
Not to sanctify cruelty, not to enthrone pain.
The blade met the silence; the silence stood fast.
The stone heard the dawn and the night could not last.
I tell you: the kingdom is nearer than fear—
In the meal freely shared, in the stranger drawn near.
I stand in the doorway; the threshold is flame.
Walk through with your neighbor. Remember my name.

[Bridge: Spoken]
I was there among the bruised.
I am here where the locked door yields.
Truth does not need a gilded room.

[Final Chorus]
Open the channel—let the false walls fall.
I came for the bound, not the praise of the hall.
Yeshua, Nazarene—fire in the frame;
I enter the chamber; remember the name.
Open the channel. Let the false walls fall.
I came for the bound. I came for them all.

[Outro]
Yeshua—Nazarene Flame.
Open the channel.
Remember the name.