[Intro] Red sun down. West gate wide. Bring me your heart. Leave the gold outside. [Verse 1] Black on the mask, gold flash in the room, cedar smoke curling like a snake through the tomb. I keep the gate where the daylight ends, I walk with the kings and I bury their friends. Resin on linen, name cut in stone, every soul comes naked when I lead it home. You can gild your coffin, put jewels on your chest— I don't read the riches. I read what you left. I watched your hands when nobody would. I know every kindness. I know every wound. Every little secret you thought died too, your body keeps quiet— but your heart tells truth. So step with respect when the sunlight bleeds. I know what you wanted. I know what you need. No jury. No witness. No chance to revise. I'm the hand on the balance. The scale don't lie. [Chorus] They call me Anubis, black at the edge of the light. I walk with the dead when the red sun dies. Put your heart on the scale. Keep your eyes on mine. The feather stays light— and the scale don't lie. No crown, no coin, no bloodline buys one breath from the balance or a place to hide. If your heart holds true, I'll lead you inside. The feather stays light— and the scale don't lie. [Instrumental Break] [Verse 2] Step into the hall where the old gods wait. I don't make the truth— I calculate weight. Measure the motive, the mercy, the malice, the love in your blood and the hate in your habits. Measure the promises kept and cracked, every knife in a smile, every hand at your back. I don't need a scribe. I don't need your defense. A heart keeps a ledger that remembers the debt. See Ammit below with her mouth held wide? She's hungry for the ones who arrive full of lies. So talk if you want. Make a case. Make it quick. I've heard better excuses from a thousand dead kings. I don't hunt the living. I don't bargain with breath. I'm not your destruction. I'm the road after death. When the whole world drops and you're stripped of disguise, you'll know my face. And the scale won't lie. [Chorus] They call me Anubis, black at the edge of the light. I walk with the dead when the red sun dies. Put your heart on the scale. Keep your eyes on mine. The feather stays light— and the scale don't lie. No crown, no coin, no bloodline buys one breath from the balance or a place to hide. If your heart holds true, I'll lead you inside. The feather stays light— and the scale don't lie. [Bridge] Ammit below me. Osiris beyond. I keep the road where the dead travel on. I do not tempt you. I do not forgive. I only reveal what you did while you lived. So bring me your glory. Bring me your shame. Bring every title you carved by your name. Then leave them behind. They're worthless tonight. Just you. Just your heart. Just the feather. Just— [Chorus] ANUBIS. Black at the edge of the light. I WALK WITH THE DEAD WHEN THE RED SUN DIES. PUT YOUR HEART ON THE SCALE. KEEP YOUR EYES ON MINE. THE FEATHER STAYS LIGHT— AND THE SCALE DON'T LIE. No crown. No coin. No bloodline buys. No goddamn gold gets you out alive. If your heart holds true, I'll lead you inside. The feather stays light— AND THE SCALE DON'T LIE. [Outro] Red sun gone. West gate wide. I know your heart. The scale decides.
