

Night shift heat, a heavier blood Badge on the chest,
still writing the flood Walk the concrete,
keep the mind in flight Correctional nights,
but the page take light Five-nine frame,
heavier soul No church,
no king, I study the whole They sell you pieces,
I keep the design Take the night — the fate is mine
I don’t believe, I awaken I don’t fold,
I don’t break in See the whole,
not the story they sell Holotheism living in my cell Love the
wound, love the flame Call me El Davi — remember the name
(remember the name)
Dropping the name they tried to chain Book of the Whole,
I author the frame
Lyrics, covers, memes in the dark Build from the spark they called
a mark Justice and beauty in the same breath Coherence over the
noise of death I rise when they want the apology The force
that stands is the one that’s free
Not a throne. Not a prayer.
Just the will that refuses the chair.
I don’t worship. I don’t hide.
I take the night and I make it mine.
I don’t believe, I awaken I don’t fold,
I don’t break in See the whole,
not the story they sell Holotheism living in my cell Love the
wound, love the flame Call me El Davi — remember the name