Hired to cry, in the higher, the violence
The louder the chaos, the deeper the silence
Provided no guidance, morality hid
Kindness is dying, we bury what lives
Relying, I’m trying, recoding my errors
A trail full of judgment, reflections in mirrors
For whom does it matter? Who watching the fall?
When giving up’s written, already decided for all
Nature distorted, life twisted in frames
He’ll never arise from the weight of his chains
Study the wise, but they nothing like him
And they wouldn’t accept all the fire within
Fuck all that mindset, my mind trap set
Fuse lit already, no time to forget
Bomb ticking slow but it’s loud in the chest
Blast through the silence, disturb all the rest
Rest in my fines, sip grape like it’s wine
Thirst for the blood, that essence divine
Life out of lifeless, I carve through the flesh
Learning through pain, I evolve through the mess
Who wanted this sight? This cursed design
Darkness aligning, still chasing the shine
Light wouldn’t burst, if the dark never came
Some gotta die just to fuel up the flame
Blocked out the flex, cold ice in my veins
Spark of the urge in these demiurge flames
Emerging, I carry the burdens of weight
Infinite lines that are bending through fate
Flexible circus, reality loops
Deep as the oceans, no signal, no proof
No service, no network of purpose or grace
Why fight the bars that are blocking His face?
God’s signal muted, distortion in sound
Personally cursed by the self that I found
Worst version crafted from splits of my worth
Still learning like children, reborn through the hurt
Soul diving deep in the math of existence
Cracking the code through the herbs and resistance
High but I’m grounded, cold stone in my core
Sparks of perversion, still searching for more
No supervisor controlling the flame
Can make him love worlds that are burning in pain
Love is a fire, don’t grab it too fast
Truth is infernal, it’s built just to last
Walking like Dante, with shadows that guide
Virgil beside me, no place left to hide
Slice off the wings that were given by sin
Fall just to rise, let the real war begin
Christ, the wise master, the son of the One
Monad reflection, the source of the sun
Searching for answers, no proof in my hand
Still carving my path, never trusting the plan
Earning my stripes like a beast in the wild
Lion heart trained with a disciplined style
Killing illusions, not chasing the fame
Virtue the target, not playing the game
Pursuing desire, but less of the need
Temptation is rising, still choosing to bleed
Bow and submission? That’s not how I live
Every hit fatal, got nothing to give
Neck getting severed, my head in the sky
Nobody knew me, just watched me pass by
Now I stand louder than all of the lies…
I AM WHO IS — no disguise.
