Lyrics

Verse 1 (Jesus):**
*The desert’s a throat, and I’m the drought,*
*Forty days gnawing these stones to shouts.*
*Sand like glass in my blistered veins,*
*The Spirit’s a ghost in this hurricane.*
*You whisper, *“Bread from the rocks, just eat—*
*Why starve for a crown that will crush Your feet?”*
*But I’m choking on prophecies scratched in dust,*
*My Father’s voice drowned by the serpent’s rust.*

**Chorus (Both):**
***Break the fast, let the hunger win—***
*Trade Your blood for a lighter sin.*
***I’ll give You kingdoms, stars, a throne—***
*But You’re carving a cross from brittle bone.*
***We’re both orphans here in the wasteland’s chill,***
*One clawing heaven, one chasing hell’s hill.*

**Verse 2 (Lucifer):**
*I fell through the cracks of the morning star,*
*Now I’m the jag in Your sacred scar.*
*You think You’re strong? I’ve seen them all—*
*Kings who kneel when their empires fall.*
*Jump, Messiah—let angels catch You,*
*Prove You’re loved when the sky won’t match You.*
*Your hands shake… not so divine,*
*Just a boy playing God in the killjoy shrine.*

**Bridge (Dialogue):**
**Jesus:** *“You think I want this crown of thorns?*
*To be the bullseye of the world’s sharp scorn?”*
**Lucifer:** *“I think You’re scared to admit You’re mine—*
*The hunger’s honest, but Your *love’s* the lie.”*
**Jesus:** *“Get behind me, we’ve danced this waltz—*
*You’re the echo, I’m the revolution’s pulse.”*

**Breakdown (Lucifer):**
*(Harsh whispers over dissonant chords)*
*You’ll break. You’ll break. You’ll break.*
*Three days in a tomb, and then You’ll wake—*
*To a world that hates the price You paid.*
*I’ll be there, grinning through the nails You made.*

**Final Chorus (Jesus):**
***Take Your kingdoms, shove Your bread—***
*I’ll starve for the souls You left for dead.*
***The throne I want’s not gold, but splinters,***
*A love that bleeds through heaven’s winters.*
***You’ll never know why I chose this ache—***
*To hold the hearts Your pride forsakes.*

**Outro (Jesus):**
*(Soft, defeated yet defiant)*
*The angels come… but I don’t eat.*
*Your lies taste like ash, and I’m still weak.*
*Forty nights, and the dawn’s a blade—*
*I’ll walk this wilderness till the debt’s repaid.*

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