St john

He said the sky cracked open, like a vinyl pop

Heard trumpets in the distance, every idol dropped

Seven seals broke, every king got mocked

Blood on the moon, but the clock..... Never stopped

I was John on the isle, with the scroll in my lap

Saw beasts in the system, but they dressed in slacks

Mark of the beast ain't a barcode, it's a trap

Where your souls got sold, for a blue check app

Angels with swords, but they move like drones

One foot on the sea, other crushin' thrones

Told me write what I see, 'fore they burn these zones

I ain't preaching fear, I'm just speakin' tone

This that lamb turned lion, no peace alliance

When the trumpet sounds, even kings stay silent

Babylon fell, with a flash and sirens

Supposed saints in the flames, with defiant guidance

Yeah, pale horse ridin', war drums vibin', plagues ain't locusts, it's the info they hidin'

Drunk off blood of the martyrs, the system's glidin'

While the truth wear sack cloth, quietly cryin'

Now you want a blessing, but you scroll past famine

Scroll past death

Scroll past damage

False prophets dancing, for views and bandwidth

While the church stays safe, like they planned this

But the lamb cracked seals, and the sky went black

And the stars fell hard, like a wall street crash

He said "write it down, son," you the last to act"

So I spit revelation on a duck worth track

You ain't gotta believe, just listen and see

I'm the voice of the wind, not the face of the screen

Not a priest in a robe, just a pen and a dream

Tryna warn the world 'fore they bleed in the seams