Dry Bones and Dynamite

I laid down deep where the sky don’t reach Where the choir's gone and the dirt can preach They carved my name like a final threat But the grave ain't closed its mouth just yet Preacher said, “She’s bound for rest” But my soul lit fire in the devil’s chest My bones ain’t still, they grit, they groan I’m not dust, I’m a fuse in stone Dry bones and dynamite Don’t waste a prayer tonight I ain’t back for holy grace I came to scorch this place Smoke in my chest, blood in my bite I don’t want wings, I want the fight No streets of gold, no promised land Just fire rising in my hand They tried to drown me in that hymn Soft hands, cold words, fake skin But the flood couldn’t steal my flame I burned beneath the holy name Now I walk with thunder in my breath Spittin’ ghosts and second death You want a blessing? Say it loud But don’t forget who cursed this ground Dry bones and dynamite Sing your hymns, I’ll scream tonight This ain’t no redemption arc It’s a reckoning in candlelight God ain’t dead, but He don’t speak So I came back from the deep You shoulda let me rot, let me fade But you dug me up, and now you’ll pay You can’t save what won’t be saved Now watch me blow this holy grave Light the match Kiss the fuse I was never yours to lose Dry bones and dynamite I’ll dance through smoke by morning light Let the saints run, let the devils cry I rose to live, not justify No crown of thorns, no angel’s song Just a woman who burned too long Dry bones, dry bones, And one spark left in me