Ledger of Gunpowder & Bone

“Some men write their debts in ink… Others carve ’em in the marrow. Me? I keep my ledger in gunpowder and bone.”

Pages burn, but the record stays, Every bullet a line, every grave a phrase You thought the dust could hide your sin, But the smoke keeps score where the blood’s been thin

Ledger of gunpowder & bone— (Bone!) Written where the shadows groan— (Groan!) Ain’t no judge but the smoke I breathe, Ain’t no law but the scars I leave

No coin can weigh what the soul is owed, No prayer erases the reaper’s code The ink ran dry, but the truth stayed red, Your line gets drawn where the bullets bled

Ledger of gunpowder & bone— (Bone!) Written where the shadows groan— (Groan!) What you owe don’t fade or flee, The dust don’t lie, and the dust chose me

“Debts don’t die. They just wait… and tonight, yours gets paid.”

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