[ Featuring Elder Zac ]
In the quiet of the night where thoughts collide
In the workshop of the soul where dreams reside
With each gentle stroke each careful line
A vision forms both yours and mine
Carve out the future shape it with grace
In the silence find your place
With every touch with every seam
Craft the life you dare to dream
Hands of time molding clay
Turning the mundane into a grand ballet
From the marble of routine figures emerge
Dancing to the beat of an insurgent surge
Carve out the future shape it with grace
In the silence find your place
With every touch with every seam
Craft the life you dare to dream
Between the chisel's kiss and the block that waits
Lies the power to defy the fates
Underneath the sculptor's hands
Lies the strength to change the lands
Release the forms hidden within the stone
Break the barriers make the unknown known
As the dust settles on the studio floor
New creations stand ready to soar
Carve out the future shape it with grace
In the silence find your place
With every touch with every seam
Craft the life you dare to dream
So let the chisel sing its tune
Under the watchful eye of the moon
In the quiet where dreams are born
A new world takes shape by the break of dawn
