Who counts the bones beneath the
streetlight?
Who keeps a ledger of forgotten
fights?
We bury the truth where the
ashes fall
But the silence remembers,
it remembers us all
I was taught freedom's a flag
stitched red,
white, and sold But the stitching
unravels when your stomach's cold They
preach about justice with their hands
on the scales While the poor
rot in cages and the rich
post bail Ashes don't lie,
they remember the flame Names carved
in smoke,
but the story's the same Truth
don't burn,
it just hides in the cracks
We're the voices they fear 'cause
we never look back
I've choked on their doctrine,
on their scripted lies Watched prophets
on payroll sanctify genocide They said
turn the other cheek,
but my fists still bleed And
their prayers taste bitter when you
choke on greed If I
bleed on this stage,
would you call it a sin?
If the truth breaks the chains,
will they let us back in?
Every scar is a scripture they
can't sterilize Every word is rebellion
they can't cauterize
Ashes don't lie,
they remember the flame Every face
in the fire still whispers your
name Truth don't break,
it survives the collapse And the
voices they silenced will always come
back
Who counts the bones beneath the
streetlight?
Who keeps a ledger of forgotten
fights? Ashes don't lie
Ashes don't lie