*(Beat: Heavy, distorted 808s. A soulful, pitched-up gospel sample loops in the background, chopped and stuttered. Fast tempo, but the flow is deliberate. Very early 2000s Ye meets East London energy.)* **(Intro)** *(Sound of a match striking, a long exhale)* (Sample: *“Hallelujah... but where you at?”*) **(Verse 1)** Look, I used to pray to a ceiling that never opened up Now I’m staring at the void, filling every single cup Was it a plan? Or just a series of unlucky breaks? I’m betting on my soul while the foundation shakes. See, the chapel’s on the corner, but the door is bolted tight And the man in the pulpit’s selling visions of the light But my pockets feeling hollow and my spirit’s feeling thin How you ask for a blessing when you’re drowning in the sin? I was a soldier for the cause, kept the faith in a grip Until the anchor snapped off and I watched the vessel slip. Now the pews are just wood and the incense is a mask And asking "Why me?" is a heavy-duty task. I don't want a sermon, don't want a hand to hold I want the truth unfiltered, raw, and brutally bold. I traded the rosary for a chain made of grit The candle flickered out—now I’m the one that’s lit. **(Chorus - Female Vocals)** *(Sultry, soulful, layered harmonies. Think early Kanye feature. High energy, melodic, absolute earworm)* (Oh!) I searched the sky till my eyes went blind But there wasn't a promise for me to find! Now I’m dancing in the rain of a broken sky And I don't need a reason, I don't need a why! (No, I don't need a why!) The altar is cold, the fire is gone But I’m still waking up to a lonely dawn! **(Verse 2)** *(Flow switches to fast-paced Grime style. Staccato. Aggressive but precise)* Listen— Who’s the shepherd when the sheep are getting slaughtered in the street? Who’s the judge when the verdict makes the victory feel defeat? I saw a man in a suit telling me to "just believe" While he’s picking every pocket with a trick up his sleeve. Nah, I’m done with the waiting, I’m done with the plea I’m the king of the ruin, the lock and the key. It ain't about the hate, it ain't about the rage It’s about the realization when you flip the final page. The silence is deafening, the void is a void The image of the idol? Completely destroyed. Now I walk through the city with a weight in my chest No divine intervention, just a permanent unrest. If the heavens are empty, then the earth is the throne And I’ll build my own empire—completely alone. Keep the gold, keep the robes, keep the myths and the lore I’ve walked through the fire and I’m asking for more! **(Chorus - Female Vocals)** *(Full production. Bass hitting hard. Huge vocal stacks)* (Oh!) I searched the sky till my eyes went blind But there wasn't a promise for me to find! Now I’m dancing in the rain of a broken sky And I don't need a reason, I don't need a why! (No, I don't need a why!) The altar is cold, the fire is gone But I’m still waking up to a lonely dawn! **(Outro)** *(Beat strips back to just the soulful sample and a rhythmic snap)* (Female Vocal: *Lonely dawn... so lonely...*) Yeah. Don't look for me in the pews. I'm on the pavement. Where the truth actually lives. (Sample: *“Hallelujah... whoever you are.”*) *(Beat cuts abruptly)*
