

Prompt / Lyrics
The streets are heavy the air is light Torches flicker in the dead of night À whisper travels betrayals seed Silver coins for a man's misdeed Garden shadows where the prayer gets deep Sweat like blood in the silence creeps A kiss to mark him sold and bound Soldiers march as the chains resound Crowds are roaring let him fall The judgment rings in a broken hall Thorns for a crown the robes disguise But the truth burns bright in his eyes Cross on his back through the city's spine Each step heavy like a fading line Mocking words but the truth won't fade The path that he walks is the path he made In the final hour the sky turns grey Footsteps echo in a world of clay Truth on trial but the lies won't stay The final hour leads the way They put a crown of thorns on his head Mocking words but he never fled Carried the cross through the crowd's loud cries Eyes on the heavens where truth never dies Thirty silver pieces bought the betrayal Kissed by a friend but love never failed The earth shook when the skies turned black A moment of loss but no turning back Three days later the stone rolled away An empty tomb where his body laid Victory rose from the depths of despair The cross was heavy but hopes still there They raised him high but he stayed low Forgiving hearts in the pain he'd show Nails in his hands yet love still flowed On the hill where the sacrifice glowed In the final hour the sky turns grey Footsteps echo in a world of clay Truth on trial but the lies won't stay The final hour leads the way
Tags
rap, hip hop
3:13
No
6/2/2025