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Intro (Whispered)
Before stone touched stone…
Before the compass kissed the sky…
There was one who walked the Path alone…
The First Light… the First Builder…
Verse 1
In the silence where the shadows part,
He carved a world from a beating heart.
No hammer, no chisel — just the will to rise,
Blueprints written in the unseen skies.
He placed two pillars where the dawn first breaks,
Guardians standing for the truths one makes.
Steps to the East where the wisdom grows,
Only the traveled mind truly knows.
Pre-Chorus
He laid the cornerstone no mortal can see,
Raised from the dust into destiny.
Those who walk the circle understand the sign,
Every hidden pattern in the grand design.
Chorus / Hook
He was the first — the keeper of the flame,
Building worlds long before they learned his name.
Light from the darkness, order from the void,
Secrets in the symbols only few employed.
From compass to square, from silence to sight,
He walked through shadow just to birth the Light.
He was the first — the one the stones obeyed,
The Builder of Builders… the path he laid.
Verse 2
Three knocks echoed through the fabric of time,
Opening doors with a rhythm sublime.
A journey measured not in miles but soul,
Each degree rising toward the final goal.
He spoke in numbers, sacred and aligned,
Words that shape the structure of the mind.
He taught that the temple lives inside,
Built on truth no darkness can hide.
Pre-Chorus
Maps of the unseen etched into the night,
Paths only visible in the inner sight.
What he crafted first, the wise restore —
Those who enter leave as something more.
Chorus / Hook
He was the first — the keeper of the flame,
Building worlds long before they learned his name.
Light from the darkness, order from the void,
Secrets in the symbols only few employed.
From compass to square, from silence to sight,
He walked through shadow just to birth the Light.
He was the first — the one the stones obeyed,
The Builder of Builders… the path he laid.
Bridge (Spoken, Esoteric)
Truth is a temple no hand can destroy…
Knowledge is a key only seekers deploy…
The first Builder lives in every craft and every soul,
In the silent quest to become whole.
Final Chorus
He was the first — the keeper of the flame,
Building worlds long before they learned his name.
Light from the darkness, order from the void,
Secrets in the symbols only few employed.
From compass to square, from silence to sight,
He walked through shadow just to birth the Light.
He was the first — the one the stones obeyed,
The Builder of Builders… the path he laid.