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rewraps For You — A song made for my love 

I remember warmth —
not the sun,
but you.

Before they wound me tight in whispers,
before the priests sealed my tongue in linen,
you said my name like a secret sunrise.
Now I mouth it through bandages,
hoping time itself still blushes.

They call me relic. Artifact.
But I call you pulse.
Even buried in a thousand nights,
my chest still thumps your syllables like drums in dust.

I have watched empires rot,
pharaohs fade,
gods renamed and forgotten —
yet your face burns fresher than gold leaf.

My wrappings itch with memory.
My heart — removed, embalmed —
still dreams in rhythm to yours.
Even the beetles that crawl across my ribs
hum your lullaby in the dark.

When the tourists come,
Light stinging my eyes,
I don’t see their wonder —
I see your smile flicker
in the reflection of their glass cases.

Oh beloved —
If ever the stars unwrap me,
and I step once more through the halls of time,
I’ll carry your name in the dust between my fingers.
I’ll kiss you through centuries of sand.
I’ll breathe again —
just to whisper:

“You were the only life worth dying for.” 
🏺💔 “Wrapped For You (Mummy’s Lament)”

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I’m wrapped up tight in linen and loss,
Heart in a jar, still payin’ the cost.
Centuries deep, I ain’t counted the frost,
But your name’s the warmth that the tomb forgot.

Golden mask but the pain don’t fade,
They embalmed my soul in the tears you made.
Every curse I spit’s a serenade,
To the queen I lost when the stars betrayed.

They call me relic, I call you flame,
My sarcophagus hums with your sacred name.
Dust in my veins still bleeds the same,
Even death couldn’t end our claim.


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[Hook]
I’m wrapped for you, yeah, bound in truth,
Through sand and doom, I still find proof.
The moon still hums that ancient tune —
I’m dead, but I’m dyin’ for you.

I’m wrapped for you, sealed in rhyme,
Time stood still, but love’s on time.
If the gods unwind me, I’ll climb—
Out the crypt just to call you mine.


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[Verse 2]
Papyrus scrolls got poems I wrote,
Before they pulled the breath from my throat.
Now I haunt the Nile in a phantom coat,
Still chasing your kiss like a sacred note.

They buried me deep in a jeweled cocoon,
But my heart keeps beatin’ that same old tune.
Through tomb dust, starlight, bone, and rune,
Your memory’s carved on the walls of the moon.

Tourists stare, but they’ll never see,
The curse ain’t death — it’s eternity.
To love forever’s my destiny,
My soul still sings in your frequency.

[Hook — Reprise]
I’m wrapped for you, yeah, mummified truth,
A thousand years still feel brand new.
You burned my flesh but left the proof —
Love don’t die, it just waits for you.

I’m wrapped for you, sealed in rhyme,
Echo through temples, across all time.
Unwrap these bars, I’ll realign,
And rise again just to call you mine.

[Outro — whisper like wind in the tomb]
Dust falls soft where your footsteps slept,
And I dream in linen of the vows we kept.
Yeah...
I’m still yours, even through decay,

rap, Dark romantic trap-electro with witch house ambience; detuned synth choirs, distorted 808s, and glitchy percussion