[Verse] Moonlight bleeds on the market stone, Feet bare, shadows, not alone. One hand out, one hand low, Pulp is gold, we steal the glow. [Pre-Chorus] Silence sings through the wire mesh, Hearts like drums in a breathless hush. No name, no trace, just the pull— We’re the fruit and we’re the fool. [Chorus] Take the orange, take the fire, Steal the sun in the dark of the pyre. No one sees, no one knows, We are the fruit, we are the throes. Take the orange, take the light, We are the dream and the dead of night. [Verse] Skin splits slow on the concrete floor, Juice like blood, we’re not what we’re for. No roots, no soil, just taste and flight— We’re the harvest that never sees the light. [Pre-Chorus] Silence sings through the wire mesh, Hearts like drums in a breathless hush. No name, no trace, just the pull— We’re the fruit and we’re the fool. [Chorus] Take the orange, take the fire, Steal the sun in the dark of the pyre. No one sees, no one knows, We are the fruit and we are the throes. Take the orange, take the light, We are the dream and the dead of night. [Bridge] One by one, the skins we cast, Like prayers in a ritual vast. No god here, no law, no sound— Just the taste and the sacred ground. [Chorus] Take the orange, take the fire, Steal the sun in the dark of the pyre. No one sees, no one knows, We are the fruit and we are the throes. Take the orange, take the light, We are the dream and the dead of night. [Outro] Orange skin, the moon’s last sigh— We were never here. We were never here. We were never here.