Interest Accrued in Scars

Every cut is a coin, every scar a toll… You borrowed my blood, now it’s comin’ due in full.

Your knife wrote debt on my skin one night, The moon bore witness, the stars held tight I kept the wound, I wore the flame, Each scar a line that spells your name

No gold, no prayers, no holy bars— I count the debt in broken scars

Interest accrued in scars— That’s the ledger writ in bars You can’t outrun the flesh you tore, I keep the score, I keep the war Interest accrued in scars— Every mile, every mar What you owe don’t fade away, It rides with me, it bleeds today

Your shadow spoke in a coward’s tongue, But truth keeps time with a beaten drum I marked each lie on the skin I wear, Now the reckoning waits in the hunter’s snare

No chains, no judge, no midnight stars— I weigh the debt in broken scars

Interest accrued in scars— That’s the hymn of iron bars No forgiveness, no disguise, The body don’t forget its ties Interest accrued in scars— Every night, every scar What you stole don’t turn to dust, It comes collectin’ — cold and just

(Chanted in call and response) Voice: Who keeps the debt? Gang: I keep the debt! Voice: Where does it live? Gang: It lives in the flesh! Voice: What writes the line? Gang: The blood, the scars! Voice: When is it paid? Gang: Tonight! In arms!

Interest accrued in scars— That’s the gospel of the marred No running, no more lies, The blood collects, the scar replies Interest accrued in scars— Every bone, every scar What you owe, I’ve carried long, And tonight—I bring it strong

Every scar remembers… and every scar collects.

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