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🔥 Verse 1 — Preaching to ALLAH (Metal + Tecca melody)
Oh Allah…
You the One who lift me when the weight too strong,
You the One who keep my heartbeat steady and long.
You the peace in my rage, You the calm in the clash,
When the storm hit loud — You reduce it to ash.
(Guitar chugs dj-dj-djjjjjj)
I was lost in the dark, but Your mercy broke through,
People turned on me, but I still had You.
You forgave my trials, You erased my wrong,
You said “Stand tall, child — I made you strong.”
Choir rises: “MADE YOU STRONG… MADE YOU STRONG…”
Allah…
Your name on my tongue keep the demons off path,
Your light in my bones make the darkness collapse.
No fear in my blood when I call on You —
’Cause the truth hit harder than the lies men do.
(GUITAR SLIDE — WAHHHHHHHH)
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⚡🔥 HOOK — Gospel Choir × Heavy Metal × Drill cadence
Allah hold me tight when the lightning crack,
Oya shake winds while I hold my track.
Karma spin back — what you give come back,
Three forces in the storm keep my soul on track.
(Growl under it: “ON TRACK — ON TRACK — RRAAAAH!”)
Metal in my chest but the choir still sing,
Allah guide my steps through everything.
Oya move storms like a queen with a wing,
Karma keep balance — that’s the eternal ring.
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🌪️🔥 Verse 2 — Preaching to OYA (King Von tone × Metal riffs)
Oya…
Hear me speak — I came from the pain,
Came from the mud, came up through the rain.
But Your winds hit sharp like a blade to the chain,
Broke what held me — set fire to my shame.
(Drill 808 + Palm-muted guitars dut-dut-dut-dut)
You don’t destroy — You reshape from within,
You wash out the fake, You uproot the sin.
You tear down lies like a roof in a storm,
Just to let a new version of me be born.
Choir echoes: “BE BORN… BE BORN…”
Oya…
Your thunder ain’t fear — it’s a message I trust,
Your storms hit deep but they cleanse out the dust.
You push me forward when I freeze in place,
You say, “Grow, child — don’t stay in that space.”
(GUITAR BREAKDOWN — BRAH BRAH BRAHHHHH)
You ain’t chaos —
You transformation.
You ain’t random —
You purification.
I praise You like a soldier with a hand to the sky,
No fear in my voice when the lightning fly.
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⚡🔥 FINAL HOOK — Bigger guitars, deeper choir, heavier drill
Allah hold me tight when the lightning crack,
Oya shake winds while I hold my track.
Karma spin back — what you give come back,
Three forces in the storm keep my soul on track.
Choir shouting:
“LIFT HIM! CLEAN HIM! GUIDE HIM! KEEP HIM!”
Metal in my veins but my soul still clean,
Allah give peace in the spaces unseen.
Oya break storms like a spiritual queen,
Karma write balance on everything.
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🎸🌪️ OUTRO — Metal fade with gospel hums
(Guitar rings out… NNNNNNNGHHHHHHH)
Ayy… ayy…
Allah… You steady my heart.
Oya… You clear my path.
Karma… You balance my steps.
Storm or fire…
I rise with all three.
OoooooOoOooOoOoo aaahhlaaaah
OoooOoOOoYa
SoviSilentHyena
