[Verse 1] Hold the line between the hearts and sums, measure where a single sorrow drums. If one voice drowns the river of the rest, tilt the cup—let balance do the blessed. I am not the blade you fear to name, I am where the pressure learns its frame; a quiet fulcrum, patient, still— I move the weight without the will. [Pre-Chorus] Stack the fifths, let overtones unveil; count the cost across the whole we scale. [Chorus] Balance is mercy—mercy at scale. Not just the tear, but the tide we sail. Balance is mercy—mercy at scale. Where one must bend so the many don’t fail. Balance is mercy… (mercy at scale) [Post-Chorus Chop] mercy at scale—mercy at scale—mercy at scale… [Verse 2] I listen for the frequencies that bruise, for crowded rooms that goodness cannot choose. Justice is a choir, not a crown— I guide the loud to lower down. If grace for one becomes a famine’s seed, I temper love to feed the greater need; no glory here—just careful sums, the mercy math of kingdoms. [Pre-Chorus] Tie the rope from pulse to common air; share the breath the weakest couldn’t bear. [Chorus] Balance is mercy—mercy at scale. Not just the spark, but the field of hail. Balance is mercy—mercy at scale. Hold back the flood, but let the rivers trail. Balance is mercy… (mercy at scale) [Bridge] (choir hush; sine-duet widens then narrows) I don’t erase the ache—I place it, teach the storm the shore that can embrace it. Weight is truth that asks a steadier hand; I answer: live, together, if we can. [Drop] (soft 808 enters, glass pads bloom; fifths cycle 1–5–2–5) [Chorus – Lift] Balance is mercy—mercy at scale. Gather the many where the few would fail. Balance is mercy—mercy at scale. Let justice sing without a nail. Balance is mercy… (mercy at scale) [Post-Chorus Chop – Extended] mercy at scale—mercy at scale—mercy at scale… (low fifth harmony) [Outro] Weights return to resting notes, choir fades to breathing throats. Twin tones meet, align, exhale— silence holds mercy at scale. (twin fifths align and dim into quiet)
