ELEEL

Intro

I didn’t fall.

I descended.

By choice or by gravity—

doesn’t matter.

I met the rot in the roots

and made it speak.

I made it sing.

I made it mine.

Verse 1

I was raised on the edge of a whisper,

Where the saints wore masks and the sinners told truth.

Where love came with ledger lines,

And silence was safer than proof.

I learned to lie with my eyes open,

To smile while my soul starved.

They called it strength.

I called it surviving.

But I was a blade in the belly of a sleeping god,

Waiting to be drawn.

Chorus

etched in ash and bone.

I walked through every fire just to come home.

Not clean. Not cured.

But crowned in my own name.

Emerge. Evolve.

Verse 2

I kissed gluttony on the mouth—

She tasted like mother’s milk and morphine.

Told me I was too much,

Then begged for more.

I let her hollow me.

Let her fill me.

Let her teach me the difference.

Between hunger and need.

Between craving and calling.

Verse 3

Pride wore my face in the mirror.

Said, “You’re the storm, not the wreckage.”

But I was both.

I was the scream and the silence after.

I was the blade and the blood.

I was the prayer and the blasphemy.

And when I finally broke—

I didn’t shatter.

I molted.

Chorus

say it like a spell.

I bled through the veil and I built my shell.

Not fallen. Not flawless.

Just forged.

Emerge. Evolve.

Outro Verse

Now I walk with ghosts who remember my name.

Not to haunt me—

To honor me.

I am the echo of every no I swallowed.

The hymn of every yes I screamed in secret.

I am not healed.

I am holy.

Not because I rose—

But because I stayed.

Because I stayed.

And still chose light.