07 / Societal Collapse
The Ritual
I didn't fall into it screaming, I stepped in quiet and stayed. No speeches, no villains, just decisions that don't fade. You don't feel it when it happens, it lands later, slow and mean. Survival trims the conscience till you fit the space between. I don't justify the outcome, I don't polish what it took. Some lines don't look like damage till you see yourself shook. I'm still here, that's the headline. Everything else got cut. If there's a sin in breathing on, then I guess I'm fucked. Did what had to be done, done Yeah done, done Blood on the clock, it run, run Fuckin' run, run No clean hands, no sun, sun None ain't got none Crossed that line, step, step No way back fuck that Heart went cold, numb, numb Still beatin', still dumb Moral broke, shit bent, bent Paid that price fuck rent Beat go low, thump, thump Chest cave in fuckin' pump Still here, breath come, come Yeah ritual won Say it raw, no cleanse, cleanse No forgive fuck them Did what had to be done, done Done, done say it again I crossed lines I don't talk about, not for power, just to keep the lights on. Every "had to" adds interest, now the debt hums when the night's gone. Did what survival asked me to, didn't feel brave, didn't feel wrong. Just felt quiet in the moment, then it echoed when the moment's gone. Hands clean, conscience stained, no sirens, no parade. You don't get medals for endurance, just habits you can't shake. I don't flex sins, I inventory them, stacked neat like unpaid fees. Every choice left a fingerprint that still unlocks me in my sleep. I didn't break from violence, I bent from necessity. That's the injury living with who you had to be. That's the injury living with who you had to be. Did what had to be done, done Blood on the clock, it run, run No clean hands, no sun, son Still here when the damage done Crossed that line, step, step Heart went cold, kept breath, breath No regrets, no depth, depth Just the weight that I accept Beat stay low, thump, thump Chest feel hollow, numb, numb No crown won, no funds, funds Ritual paid in lungs, lungs Didn't fall, didn't rise, rise Just survived, eyes dry, dry Truth stayed mute, lie, lie Moral broke, still alive Say it once, say it plain, plain No absolve, no gain, gain Ritual carved in brain, brain Still remain, remain, Did what had to be done yeah that's the ritual won Crossed the line, didn't run yeah that's the ritual won Kept it breathing, damage done yeah that's the ritual won No forgiveness, no refund yeah that's the ritual won Still alive, conscience gone yeah that's the ritual wonBack to Homeless and Hopeless