Bog blood Gospel

(Intro – whispered)
Ash to ash, bone to bloom...
I speak the tongue that the shadows croon.
Stir the swamp with a silver spoon—
If you knock on the dark, it’ll answer soon...
(Verse 1)
I came from the cracks in the cypress root,
Mud on my boots, with the graveyard truth.
Smoke in my lungs, chants in my mouth,
Drawin’ sigils in blood on the floor of the house.
See the dolls in a line? They blink at dusk.
Tongues go dry when the leaves start to rust.
I don’t heal with herbs, I deal in dust—
Turn gold to rust, turn trust to crust.
(Hook)
Ooh, child, don’t follow that sound—
When the bones start dancin’ and the sky turns brown.
Lay low, don’t breathe, just bow—
You in witchdoctor country now.
(Verse 2)
Got a jawbone rattle, a crow-feather crown,
I hum in the dark ‘til the dead come ‘round.
Spine in a jar, heart full of smoke,
My grin’s sewn shut, but the curse still spoke.
I don’t chant for the fame, I don’t walk for the light,
I ride the plague with a grin so slight.
Got teeth in my pouch, eyes in the stew,
And a hex that sticks like the gum on your shoe.
(Hook)
Ooh, child, don’t follow that sound—
When the bones start dancin’ and the sky turns brown.
Lay low, don’t breathe, just bow—
You in witchdoctor country now.
(Bridge – melodic, eerie)
Clocks don’t tick where the swamp dogs sing,
And the stars fall slow like forgotten things.
You feelin’ cold? That ain’t the breeze...
That’s the breath of the curse in the cypress trees.
(Outro – spoken, slow)
Come closer, baby, let me read your flame...
What’s your name? Never mind—that’ll change.
When the moss wraps tight and the world turns red...
Just know you danced where the spirits tread

Male vocals, horror pop, vocal, pop, rap, fast-paced rap