Absent Father

BEGINNING — ORIGIN (Broken / Cold / Haunted)

HOOK (DARK INTRO — EMPTY, ECHOED)

Absent father left a hole in my chest,

She gave me breath, grandma did the rest,

Born in the dark, no map, just stress,

Learned pain early, yeah it sat in my flesh.

VERSE 1 (UK Drill — ORIGIN STORY)

One night stand child, unplanned existence,

First lesson I learned was abandonment’s distance,

Womb donor vanished, no warmth, no resistance,

Love felt foreign, just survival instincts,

Father was a rumour, ghost in my veins,

I chased his shadow just to understand pain,

Teenage years angry, heart locked in chains,

I thought rage was strength, thought violence was change,

Grandma prayed loud when my thoughts went mute,

Held my face, said “God still got use for you”,

But I ain’t hear hope — I only heard truth:

The world don’t care, so you better be brutal.

MIDDLE — DESCENT (UNHINGED / PSYCHOLOGICAL / NO SAFETY NET)

HOOK (DISTORTED / MANIC — FEELS POSSESSED)

Teenage rage, got blood in my thoughts,

Praying to God but I’m feeding the rot,

Chains in my head, hear them drag when I walk,

Born from a sin, yeah I hate what I’m taught,

Heart stay cold, soul screaming for war,

Talking to mirrors like “what you here for?”

Faith on the floor, still knocking the door,

I don’t want peace — I want even the score.

VERSE 2 (UNHINGED DRILL — PARANOID / SELF-DESTRUCTIVE)

I was arguing with silence, it talked back loud,

Demons knew my name, said “you earned this now”,

Every thought violent, every dream went foul,

I smiled in their faces, planned storms in the clouds,

Sisters need a rock but I’m sinking in mud,

Holding them steady with hands full of cuts,

I loved like a threat, I trusted like once,

Heart stay guarded like it owe me a grudge,

Forgiveness felt fake, hatred felt honest,

Anger was the only thing keeping me conscious,

I wanted scars visible, pain acknowledged,

If hell had a voice, I swear it’d sound polished,

I asked God for answers, He gave me delay,

I filled the gap with resentment and rage,

Started seeing my father when I looked at my face,

That scared me more than the hurt or the hate.

PRE-BRIDGE (HALF-SUNG / WHISPERED — MENTAL SNAP)

I was losing myself trying to make them hurt,

Digging my grave just to feel my worth,

Every “what if” turned into a curse,

I ain’t wanna die — I just wanted it worse.

HOOK (REPEAT — MORE FRANTIC / CROWD-CHANT DARK)

Teenage rage, got blood in my thoughts,

Talking to God but I’m fed by the rot,

Chains in my skull, hear them crack when I walk,

Born from a sin, yeah I hate what I’m taught,

Heart stay numb, soul screaming for war,

Knocking on heaven, kicking hell’s door,

Faith on the floor, still begging for more,

I don’t want peace — I want even the score.

TURNING POINT — REALISATION (Quiet / Heavy / Internal)

BRIDGE (SUNG — LOW, HAUNTED)

I was losing myself trying to make them pay,

Digging two graves, one mine every day,

Grandma said “Son, don’t let hate stay”,

Pain don’t disappear — it just change shape.