Monsters

the call Verse 1 They call him Satan, but that ain’t his birthright That’s a title, not a name, get it right In the old tongue, ha-Satan meant “the test” The adversary, pressure on your chest Not a red devil with a pitchfork grin More like doubt tapping softly from within “Did God really say?” yeah, that was the trick Same question repackaged, century remix Lucifer? That’s Latin for the morning light Bearer of dawn before the fall from height Light don’t always mean holy or pure Sometimes it blind you, make lies feel sure He don’t make you sin, he just open the door Let you choose yourself over love, over more Why he really here? Not for flames or fame He here to fracture trust, make self the name Turn “we” into “me,” turn love into power Turn patience into rage, minute by hour He don’t rule hell, that’s church-made lore In scripture he roam, seek, accuse, explore Prosecutor energy, cosmic cross-exam Point at your flaws like “see who you am” He thrive in comparison, envy, delay In “tomorrow” and “one more time,” not today He a mirror cracked, reflect what you fear Tell you God too distant, too quiet to hear But silence ain’t absence, that’s where faith breathe While the call get loud when you starting to grieve That’s the call, velvet rope in the mind Feels like control, but it cost you time He sell shortcuts, sell crowns made of sand While God build kingdoms slow, hand in hand That’s the call, yeah, it know your pain Speak fluent trauma, fluent shame But every lie got a nervous shake Truth don’t rush, truth wait If light fell once, it can fall again If pride write checks, it bounce in the end The war ain’t pitchforks, halos, or fire It’s who you serve when you feel desire Satan’s real name ain’t what they say It’s every lie that pull you away From grace, from love, from humble ground From knowing you’re held even when you down So if you ever hear the call, pause, breathe Ask what it feeds Fear or faith Ego or peace