Walks on Water

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#BrielleBlack #WalksOnWater [Intro] Black water under my feet. No halo. No mercy. Just balance. [Verse 1] I walk on water when the water turn tar, No saint in the frame, just a black-lit star. No cross on my neck, I’m the cost of the prayer, I’m the chill in the room when nobody there. Came before language, before light had a face, Before God had a witness, before time found a place. I was static in the signal, I was smoke in the spark, I was coded in the silence when the universe was dark. Fibonacci in my bloodstream, spirals in my stride, Every little number got a funeral inside. One, one, two, three, five, then it folds, Golden ratio graveyard, pretty math, cold soul. I don’t chase, I arrive. I don’t bark, I divide. I don’t need to raise my voice, I let the whole room collide. Black dress, red nails, glass smile, no stress, Your fear got a pulse and I know where it rests. I step, tides bend. I breathe, lights dim. I speak, minds split. I blink, worlds glitch. [Pre-Hook] They said she walks on water. They forgot to ask what’s underneath. They called it a miracle. I called it the place where weak things sink. [Hook] She walks on water but the water black, No savior coming when she circles back. No crown, no choir, no holy light, Just one calm voice in the dead of night. I don’t fall, I descend. I don’t break, I bend. Say my name with your eyes shut tight, Brielle Black in the water, no end in sight. [Verse 2] Judas wasn’t evil, he was part of the design, Every kiss got a blade if you sharpen the sign. Every prophet need a traitor, every throne need a crack, Every heaven got a basement where the angels don’t look back. Nails in the myth, thorns in the crown, Still I smile when the whole sky drown. I don’t build paradise to make you feel safe, I build it real pretty then reveal the cage. I’m the headline behind your eyelids at night, I’m the shadow with manners and a appetite. Not loud, not messy, not thirsty, not rushed, I make fear feel expensive when the whole room hush. Fast with it, cold with it, tongue turn blade, Scripture in the cadence, every bar hand-laid. Black-wave baptized, no priest, no choir, I walk through the flood and the flood catch fire. Your logic got limits, my rhythm got teeth, I put truth in the bass till it shake underneath. No rescue boat, no rope, no coast, Just a black-water queen and a room full of ghosts. [Fast Bridge] Step one, silence. Step two, pressure. Step three, watch how the weak start measuring. Step four, rhythm. Step five, fracture. Step six, now the mirror look back at ya. I’m not the monster. I’m the mirror cleaned right. I’m not the darkness. I’m the part with no light. I’m not your nightmare. I’m the reason it came. I’m the hand in the water writing your name. [Hook] She walks on water but the water black, No savior coming when she circles back. No crown, no choir, no holy light, Just one calm voice in the dead of night. I don’t fall, I descend. I don’t break, I bend. Say my name with your eyes shut tight, Brielle Black in the water, no end in sight. [Outro] Black water. Bare feet. Red nails. No halo. Call me Mommy. Then breathe slower. There’s nowhere left to run. There’s only down.

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