Lyrics

[Verse 1 – Rap Flow]
Everywhere I turn, they got dirt on their hands,
Diggin’ deeper in the pit, while they smirk in the stands,
Pass the shovel like a gift, “Here, you take the blame,”
They dress the coffin in excuses, every tombstone the same.

Eyes glitch in this matrix, coded lies in their speech,
Truth’s locked in a safe that no one dares breach,
Listless souls look alive but their courage is dead,
They got halos on their doubts and a crown on their dread.

I’m choking on silence, their whispers cut deep,
They call me the problem ‘cause their courage won’t leap,
Point fingers like daggers, say my shadow’s the threat,
But they trip on their own chains and blame the silhouette.

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[Hook – Metal / Screamed & Sung]
Dig it down, dig it down, pass the shovel again,
While the walls close in and you call me your sin.
I bleed for your comfort, I break for your smile,
But you walk on my bones just to rest for a while.
If I vanish tonight, will your nightmares be free?
Or will the mirror still whisper the truth that you see?

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[Verse 2 – Rap Flow / Building Tension]
Apathetic cowards wear their fear like perfume,
Sweet scent of decay in this self-made tomb,
They pray with their mouths but they worship their screens,
They sip holy water from a cracked canteen.

Every question I ask meets a barricade stare,
Every answer’s a riddle they don’t wanna share,
Self-assurance extinct, honesty on the run,
But they swear I’m the bullet when I’m holding no gun.

They’re allergic to truth ‘cause it burns in the chest,
So they cough out my name like I failed their test,
I’m the scapegoat saint in their martyr parade,
While they dance in the ashes of the bridges they’ve made.

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[Bridge – Spoken & Screamed Over Heavy Guitar]
If I jump from the edge, would you finally breathe?
Would my ghost wipe the sweat from the lies you weave?
If my absence’s the gift that you crave so much,
Then keep your hands clean, I’ll be gone with no touch.

But you’ll still hear the shovel scrape under your skin,
Still feel the rot growing where the fear’s been,
Still see the cracks in the world that you fake,
Still smell the smoke from the truth you forsake.

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[Hook – Metal / Screamed & Sung]
Dig it down, dig it down, pass the shovel again,
While the walls close in and you call me your sin.
I bleed for your comfort, I break for your smile,
But you walk on my bones just to rest for a while.
If I vanish tonight, will your nightmares be free?
Or will the mirror still whisper the truth that you see?

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[Outro – Haunting Spoken Word Over Fade-Out Guitar]
Everywhere I look, I see graves unmarked,
People planting themselves before it gets dark,
And I wonder… if I go first,
Will they finally speak?
Or will they just…
Pass the shovel.