\[INTRO – feedback, false starts]
COUNT IT
BUTTERFLY SIGNAL ON MY FACE—**FLARE!**—CUT THE MIX
\[VERSE 1]
There’s a wolf in my blood in a church made of veins,
Praying with antibodies, lighting holy propane.
ANA halo, anti-Smith stain,
Photosensitive scripture—sunlight writes pain.
My joints are typewriters stuck on scream,
Wire-loop kidneys in a fever dream.
\[BLAST PART]
**COMPLEMENT CRASH! C3/C4 LOWER THE FLAGS!**
**IMMUNE COMPLEX PARADE—GLomerular DRAG!**
**VASculitis confetti—SKIN PEELS, LUNGS GAG!**
**PLEURITIS CHOIR—EVERY BREATH A STAB!**
\[CHORUS]
THIS ISN’T A BODY—IT’S A CIVIL WAR MAP.
I AM THE ARSONIST AND THE ASH.
SYSTEMIC LOVELESS ERYTHE—**MATOSUS**—CLAP
BACK AT THE HEART—PERICARDIAL FLASH.
\[VERSE 2]
Malar runway—butterfly taxiing rage,
Oral ulcers reading lines off a burning page.
Hemolysis hymn with a platelet drum,
Raynaud’s frostbite on a lavender thumb.
Anti-dsDNA handwriting “die” in red,
Nephritic sermon from a temple of lead.
\[STOP/GO STUTTER]
STOP—(go) stop—(go) stop—
**I CAN’T EVEN HOLD A RHYTHM WHEN MY BLOOD WON’T COAG!**
\[BREAKDOWN – lurching half-time]
**SEROSITIS!** wrap me in fluid and fire,
**NEURITIS!** seizure the choir.
**ANTIPHOSPHOLIPID!** crosshair the womb,
Trip on the staircase and fall into doom.
\[CHORUS – faster, collapsing]
THIS ISN’T A BODY—IT’S A COURTROOM RIOT.
THE JUDGE IS A PRION TELLING ME “QUIET.”
SYSTEMIC. LUPUS. ERYTHE. MA—
**TOSUS—TEAR UP THE VERSE—NO LAW.**
\[BRIDGE – whispered/garbled]
Steroid lullaby, moon-face mirror,
Immunosuppressant rosary, tremor clearer.
I bargain with a flare like a landlord with hell—
Lower the rent or raise the swell.
\[WHIPLASH BLAST]
**SELF v. SELF / APPEAL DENIED**
**FLESH WRITES BACK IN BUTTERFLY DYE**
**SUN IS A WITNESS / VEINS TESTIFY**
**SENTENCE: FLARE UNTIL YOU FRY**
\[FINAL COLLAPSE]
Kidneys ticking like grenades under glass,
Lungs like torn flags that won’t catch pas s —
—cut the power, cut the light, cut the feed,
**AUTOIMMUNE ARSON: I AM BOTH MATCH AND WEED.**
\[OUTRO – dead air, single pick scrapes]
No cure, just weather reports in my skin.
Storm warning: forever.
See you when the barometer sins.