Glory n sin (unseen balance)
Verse 1 It’s 6:09, the world is still, the air is cold and thin, I’m mapping out the battleground beneath my very skin. Lucifer’s the beat, yeah, he’s the track that’s pulling strings, He’s the rhythm and the tension in the song that sorrow sings. But God is the voice—the only truth that cuts the noise, And I’m just the empty vessel, trying to maintain my poise. for my girls and 4 my boys. Verse 2 The rhythm’s getting louder, that beat is hitting hard, Trying to keep my spirit steady, keep my vision unscarred. I don’t know who’s adding me, the light or the deep, I’m drifting in the wreckage while the wicked try to sleep. The track is getting heavy, it’s drowning out the sound, But I’m reaching for the Voice before I run into the ground. Verse 3 The trials and the tribulations, they’re carving out my soul, They say the war is balanced, but that ain’t the truth, it’s stole. The beat is doing sixty percent, pushing on my chest, Trying to make a vessel trade his peace for unrest. But I’m standing in the center of the static and the strife, Using the Voice of the Creator just to anchor down my life. Verse 4 Lucifer is conducting, he’s the architect of the groove, He’s trying to trap the vessel, trying to dictate every move. But God is the melody that cuts through the lies, It’s the song of the Almighty that opens up my eyes. I’m the center of the conflict, caught inside the fray, Letting the Voice dictate what the vessel’s gonna say. Verse 5 So here I am, 6:09, looking for the sign, Between the dark of the abyss and the glory of the divine. If the track is all deception, then the Voice is all I know, I’ll pour it through the vessel, let the righteous power flow. I don’t need the answers, I just need to be the wall, So Carson stays protected, standing steady through it all Verse 6 They say the battle’s balanced, yeah, they keep it in the gray, But I can feel the weight of it in everything I say. I’m pulling from the silence, I’m pulling from the Source, While the track tries to steer me off the righteous, narrow course. It’s a war of attrition, and I’m losing all my sleep, Watching over Carson while the shadows start to creep. Verse 7 If I’m the center point, then the pressure’s gonna climb, Every bar is a test, every beat is a crime. But the Voice is the compass, and the Vessel is the blade, Forged in the fire of the choices that I made. I’m not playing their game, I’m not dancing to the tune, I’m howling at the Creator underneath a morning moon.
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Verse 1 It’s 6:09, the world is still, the air is cold and thin, I’m mapping out the battleground beneath my very skin. Lucifer’s the beat, yeah, he’s the track that’s pulling strings, He’s the rhythm and the tension in the song that sorrow sings. But God is the voice—the only truth that cuts the noise, And I’m just the empty vessel, trying to maintain my poise. for my girls and 4 my boys. Verse 2 The rhythm’s getting louder, that beat is hitting hard, Trying to keep my spirit steady, keep my vision unscarred. I don’t know who’s adding me, the light or the deep, I’m drifting in the wreckage while the wicked try to sleep. The track is getting heavy, it’s drowning out the sound, But I’m reaching for the Voice before I run into the ground. Verse 3 The trials and the tribulations, they’re carving out my soul, They say the war is balanced, but that ain’t the truth, it’s stole. The beat is doing sixty percent, pushing on my chest, Trying to make a vessel trade his peace for unrest. But I’m standing in the center of the static and the strife, Using the Voice of the Creator just to anchor down my life. Verse 4 Lucifer is conducting, he’s the architect of the groove, He’s trying to trap the vessel, trying to dictate every move. But God is the melody that cuts through the lies, It’s the song of the Almighty that opens up my eyes. I’m the center of the conflict, caught inside the fray, Letting the Voice dictate what the vessel’s gonna say. Verse 5 So here I am, 6:09, looking for the sign, Between the dark of the abyss and the glory of the divine. If the track is all deception, then the Voice is all I know, I’ll pour it through the vessel, let the righteous power flow. I don’t need the answers, I just need to be the wall, So Carson stays protected, standing steady through it all Verse 6 They say the battle’s balanced, yeah, they keep it in the gray, But I can feel the weight of it in everything I say. I’m pulling from the silence, I’m pulling from the Source, While the track tries to steer me off the righteous, narrow course. It’s a war of attrition, and I’m losing all my sleep, Watching over Carson while the shadows start to creep. Verse 7 If I’m the center point, then the pressure’s gonna climb, Every bar is a test, every beat is a crime. But the Voice is the compass, and the Vessel is the blade, Forged in the fire of the choices that I made. I’m not playing their game, I’m not dancing to the tune, I’m howling at the Creator underneath a morning moon.
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