It’s written in the sky, we forgot how to read it.
Truth’s up high, but we dig where the dirt is.
Stars don’t lie, just look, you’ll see it.
The code’s been flashing—still no one sees it.

Stone in a grid, stars in a line,
Three points match—man, that’s not design?
Ancients mapped it, laid the path,
Now we scroll, but forget the math.

Eyes to the screen, head from the sky,
Signal’s loud, but we don’t ask why.
You want proof? It’s in plain sight—
But it don’t glow unless you kill the light.

It’s written in the sky, we forgot how to read it.
Truth’s up high, but we dig where the dirt is.
Stars don’t lie, just look, you’ll see it.
The code’s been flashing—still no one sees it.

Time don’t move like we think it should,
Eclipses hit like a knock on wood.
The sky ain't space—it’s a canvas, bro,
Laid out clean for the ones who know.

This ain’t stars—this is architecture,
Satellites built by a silent sector.
They left it glowing, point for point,
Every light a voice, every arc a joint.

It’s written in the sky, we forgot how to read it.
Truth’s up high, but we dig where the dirt is.
Stars don’t lie, just look, you’ll see it.
The code’s been flashing—still no one sees it.

The sky was never random.