Lyric

Verse 1

I won’t preach like a scholar in a polished suit

I don’t frame the truth just to fatten roots

This ain’t a sermon, this ain’t a plan

It’s a mirror cracked by a Renaissance hand

Pre-Chorus

Flip it sideways

Turn it inside

Truth don’t live where the cowards hide

Chorus

The last supper isn’t sacred silence

It’s a puzzle dressed in violence

Shift the wall, align the scene

The answer leaks between what’s seen

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Verse 2

Reverse the war, let Anghiari bleed

Paste the fragments, follow the need

Slide it slowly — not too fast

The future snaps inside the past

Pre-Chorus

Don’t explain

Don’t obey

Sight is a lie till you move away

Chorus

The last supper isn’t confession

It’s distortion, misdirection

Every halo casts a blade

Every truth is overlaid

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Verse 3

Goat-eyed fighter, Petrus stare

Thomas points at something there

Jacob’s hand is split in two

Horse-hoof logic breaking through

Rhyme with reason, rhyme with sin

Skin and symbol folding in

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Bridge (Spoken / Paranoid)

Five hundred years, still blind, still fed

Selling dust they never read

Ivory towers counting gold

Truth gets old when lies get sold

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Verse 4

Trace the cloth like parchment skin

Something sacred slipping in

You see it now — don’t play it clean

Desire stitched between the seams

Chorus (Variation)

The last supper never speaks

But it whispers through the weak

Silence sharper than a knife

Carving gender, faith, and life

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Verse 5

John’s a woman — say it low

The painting already knows

So where is John? Behind the traitor

Neck locked tight by holy nature

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Outro

Final trick before the end

Match the hand — the lines align

That’s the joke Leonardo sent

A riddle signed in flesh and time