[Intro — heavy guitar, no warm-up, straight in] They said wait He waited long enough
[Verse 1] They sit up in the tower Running numbers, counting moves Pride adjusting crowns Sloth barely moves at all Lust is weaving somewhere Greed is adding what it’s owed And he is supposed to sit here And watch a war go cold
He doesn’t plan He doesn’t scheme He doesn’t count the cost of anything He sees the thing And then he moves And everything between is kindling
[Pre-Chorus 1] There is no strategy in him There never was There is only forward There is only because There is only now And the shape of things undone There is only what he’s breaking There is only what he’s become
[Chorus] He is Wrath He doesn’t wait for permission He is Wrath The plan was never his to follow He is Wrath He was made to find the breaking point He is Wrath And he’s already gone Already hunting Already moving The tower can keep waiting He is not the tower kind
[Verse 2] They think patience wins Even for the wicked Pride needs to be admired Lust needs to be desired Envy needs to know the score Sloth can barely lift a hand Gluttony just needs more
None of them know what he knows The only thing that matters Is to move before the moment closes Is to break before they think to stand Is to arrive without warning Without apology Without end
[Pre-Chorus 2] And yes The hunger never fills The next destruction No destruction satisfies the last He’ll want more fire After everything is ash But he doesn’t stop for that He doesn’t stop for anything at all
[Chorus 2] He is Wrath He doesn’t wait for permission He is Wrath The plan was never his to follow He is Wrath He was made to find the breaking point He is Wrath And he’s already gone
[Bridge — half-time, menacing drop] She left the camp Good He doesn’t want the soldier He wants the ones who stayed The soft ones The unready ones The ones who never feared him
She’ll find out what she missed When she comes back If she comes back
By then He’ll be what’s left of everything she built
[Outro — builds to a hard stop, no fade] He is Wrath Not patience Not cunning Not pride
He doesn’t sit He doesn’t wait He doesn’t plan
He arrives.