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[Intro - Spoken]
Just a trivial step
In that of man, I suppose…
The plight of our worst selves,
Out on display.
No curtain.
No shame.
Only mirrors…
[Verse 1]
Just a trivial step in that of man, I might suppose,
The plight of our worst selves laid bare and exposed.
No curtain, no shame, just reflections thrown back,
Mirrors cracked and angled so they all follow the same track.
Pointing at the sinner,
Pointing at the saint,
Pointing at the wound,
Pointing at the paint.
Everybody searching for somebody else to blame,
While staring at themselves through a different frame.
[Pre-Chorus]
Stone by stone…
We built these walls.
Stone by stone…
We watched them fall.
[Chorus]
Is this a cathedral of shame?
Or a society to blame?
We built it with our own two hands,
Then forgot from where it came.
And every broken mirror says the same:
The face we’re running from
Is our own again.
[Verse 2]
Such horrendous nights,
Trying to create,
Trying to escape,
Trying to outrun fate.
Yet ego always finds a way
To crawl back on the stage,
Dressed in righteousness,
Still hungry for applause and praise.
Lying alone with a kingdom of ghosts,
Holding echoes of things once held close.
A soul drips slowly onto existence itself,
Sweet as honey,
Yet abandoned on the shelf.
Never tasted.
Never known.
Just staining the floor
Of a life overgrown.
[Pre-Chorus]
Stone by stone…
We built these walls.
Stone by stone…
We watched them fall.
[Chorus]
Is this a cathedral of shame?
Or a society to blame?
We built it with our own two hands,
Then forgot from where it came.
And every broken mirror says the same:
The face we’re running from
Is our own again.
[Bridge - Slow, melodic]
Open hearts…
Torn to their fray…
Bleeding out…
Yet feeling no pain…
How much can a soul lose
Before it forgets its name?
How much can a man hide
Before he becomes the mask he wears?
[Final Verse]
Now we’re standing at the mouth of the grave,
Looking down at every choice we made.
Every lie we told,
Every truth betrayed,
Every monument to fear we raised.
The question remains
As the darkness caves—
Will we rise with courage?
Or rise with hate?
Will we carry light
Or sharpen the blade?
Will we become the wound…
Or escape the grave?
[Outro - Slow]
Cathedral of shame…
Society to blame…
The mirrors don’t answer.
They only remain.
Details
GeneratedJun 2, 2026
Duration3:59
LanguageEnglish
Style
Dark cinematic rap with haunting melodies, spoken-word poetry, deep bass, broken ego, and redemption themes., rap
Credits
Prompt byWredRhules
ModelAria v5.5
