Verse 1 I see the fire in the headlines Truth buried under neon lies Screens preach peace while they sharpen knives Brothers fight over different sides Politicians selling fear in suits Trading souls for soundbite proof Nobody knows what’s real anymore Just echoes bangin’ off the floor Pre-Chorus I won’t kneel to the noise they make I won’t drink from the well of fake Chorus I am the sheepdog in the storm Standin’ in the rain while the wolves are warm I don’t need a crown or a throne of bones Just a line to hold and a heart of stone When the world forgets what’s right and wrong I’ll be here when the night goes long I don’t run, I don’t fold, I don’t roam I’m the sheepdog… bring ‘em home Verse 2 They divide us up with borrowed rage Red and blue in a digital cage Neighbors turned into enemies Over words we don’t even see Truth got sold for a trending lie And the loudest voice is always right But silence screams inside my chest Sayin’ somebody’s gotta stand instead Pre-Chorus I won’t bow to a plastic crown Won’t let my people tear us down Chorus I am the sheepdog in the storm Standin’ in the rain while the wolves are warm I don’t need a crown or a throne of bones Just a line to hold and a heart of stone When the world forgets what’s right and wrong I’ll be here when the night goes long I don’t run, I don’t fold, I don’t roam I’m the sheepdog… bring ‘em home Bridge (slow, heavy build) If truth is dead, I’ll dig it up With bloody hands and broken trust If hope is weak, I’ll be the shield If faith is gone, I’ll make it real Let ‘em shout, let ‘em choose their side I’ll stand between them and the lies Breakdown (spoken / growled) Not a saint… Not a king… Just a man who still believes in something Final Chorus (bigger) I am the sheepdog in the storm While the wolves keep keepin’ score I don’t fight for flags or famous names I fight for the ones who feel the pain When the world forgets what’s right and wrong I’ll be here when the night goes long I don’t run, I don’t fold, I don’t roam I’m the sheepdog… bring ‘em home Outro Yeah, the truth is wounded, but it breathes in me And I’ll stand my ground ‘til my last heartbeat I don’t bark for show, I don’t need a throne I guard what’s mine… And I walk alone

Sheepdog in the Storm