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Lyrics:

From Adam’s breath, from Eve’s embrace,
a single cradle for the human race…

The beggar wears a crown of bone,
the king walks barefoot on his throne.
If all are children of the clay,
who dares to call the other stray?

Trumpets of heaven, bagpipes of stone,
sing of a lineage not our own.
Bloodlines break like autumn leaves,
but virtue is the thread that weaves.

From Adam’s breath to the Lord’s banquet,
are we princes or just shadows in the dust?
From Adam’s breath to the Lord’s banquet,
from the garden’s gate to the hunger of the just.

In silken halls the lords proclaim,
their fathers’ fathers guard their name.
Yet Adam’s children laugh below,
the river’s tide makes no one noble.

“All ground is leveled by the grave,
no birthright stronger than the wave.
The poorest saint, the richest knave,
each soul is equal—each soul is brave.”

From Adam’s breath to the Lord’s banquet,
are we princes or the beggars at the feast?
From Adam’s breath to the Lord’s banquet,
in the end, the crown belongs to least.

From Adam’s breath, from Eve’s embrace,
the same red blood in every face…