

Prompt / Lyrics
Intro – low / spoken] They said the sins were stories… But I see them walking the streets. ⸻ [Verse 1] Pride in the mirrors, crowns made of glass Everyone king till the kingdom cracks Greed in the pockets, hands never full Counting gold while the hungry pull Lust in the screens, bodies on sale Hearts getting cheap, souls getting pale Envy scrolling, comparing lives Jealous eyes wearing perfect disguises Gluttony feeding on more than bread Consuming attention till spirit’s dead Wrath in the comments, fire in speech Burning bridges with every reach Sloth in the silence, watching decay Knowing the truth but looking away ⸻ [Hook / Chorus] Seven shadows walking the day How does Heaven feel watching the play? Do angels cry or turn away When we choose darkness over grace? I look around and I can’t pretend The sins ain’t stories — they’re wearing skin Still I whisper up through the noise “Are we lost… or still Your choice?” ⸻ [Verse 2] Billboards preaching what we should be While souls shrink quietly Power chasing empty thrones Loud outside, hollow bones We trade kindness for clout and fame Then wonder why the world feels strange We built towers tall with pride But forgot who gave us sky I ain’t pointing fingers — I’m in the crowd Fighting shadows that talk too loud Trying to keep my heart from rust Trying to choose love over lust ⸻ [Bridge – softer / spiritual] Maybe Heaven doesn’t shout… Maybe it waits… For us to listen. ⸻ [Final Hook / Outro] Seven shadows, seven chains But mercy still falls like rain Maybe God don’t turn away Maybe He’s hoping we’ll change I see the darkness, I feel the strain But light still whispers through the pain The world ain’t gone, not yet, not today — We’re still one choice away.
Tags
Female rap choir violin and piano melancholic buildup raw choir gospel style
2:49
No
1/31/2026