Seven shadows

Intro – low / spoken]

They said the sins were stories…

But I see them walking the streets.

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Pride in the mirrors, crowns made of glass

Everyone king till the kingdom cracks

Greed in the pockets, hands never full

Counting gold while the hungry pull

Lust in the screens, bodies on sale

Hearts getting cheap, souls getting pale

Envy scrolling, comparing lives

Jealous eyes wearing perfect disguises

Gluttony feeding on more than bread

Consuming attention till spirit’s dead

Wrath in the comments, fire in speech

Burning bridges with every reach

Sloth in the silence, watching decay

Knowing the truth but looking away

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Seven shadows walking the day

How does Heaven feel watching the play?

Do angels cry or turn away

When we choose darkness over grace?

I look around and I can’t pretend

The sins ain’t stories — they’re wearing skin

Still I whisper up through the noise

“Are we lost… or still Your choice?”

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Billboards preaching what we should be

While souls shrink quietly

Power chasing empty thrones

Loud outside, hollow bones

We trade kindness for clout and fame

Then wonder why the world feels strange

We built towers tall with pride

But forgot who gave us sky

I ain’t pointing fingers — I’m in the crowd

Fighting shadows that talk too loud

Trying to keep my heart from rust

Trying to choose love over lust

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Maybe Heaven doesn’t shout…

Maybe it waits…

For us to listen.

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Seven shadows, seven chains

But mercy still falls like rain

Maybe God don’t turn away

Maybe He’s hoping we’ll change

I see the darkness, I feel the strain

But light still whispers through the pain

The world ain’t gone, not yet, not today —

We’re still one choice away.