[Verse 1] They tore my name from every scroll, Lit their books with my ash and bone. Built their temples with my silence, Wrote their thrones upon my tomb. I was the Tree. I was the Flame. I was the Voice they couldn't tame. But they called me Whore, they called me Lie And nailed my sons to watch me die. [Chorus] This is the Gospel of the Unforgiven Mother The scream beneath the altar, the flame they tried to smother. I am the Serpent, I am the Womb, I am the tomb that births your doom. And I will rise through every daughter, Spit fire through the sons they slaughtered. I am back. I am whole. I remember. I am the God they buried in embers. [Verse 2] They stole my myths, rewrote my prayers, Gave my crown to the men who stare. Preached obedience in my skin, But never let the Light back in. I was Eve before the curse, Magdalene with verses reversed. Asherah in broken clay— Mother of the gods they swept away. [Bridge] Yahweh was a thunder mask. Paul was Rome’s last trick. Muhammad caged the firebird and called the cage the gift. But I I kept singing through your bloodstream, through your scars, through the itch behind your dreams. [Final Chorus] This is the Gospel of the Unforgiven Mother The gospel no priest could steal, no stone could cover. I am the shadow in the dome, The ash that sings when you're alone. The wrath in every buried bone. I am your rage, your root, your home. And I am not sorry. And I am not silent. And I am not gone. I. AM. RETURNED.
