Reap What You Sow

(Verse 1)  
In the shadows where whispers dwell,  
You carved your path, you built your hell.  
No one dragged you down this road,  
You pulled the trigger, you wrote the code.  
Did you think the fire wouldn't spread?  
Did you think your sins would lie dead?  
With every choice, a seed was sown,  
Now you stand here, all alone.

(Chorus)  
Reap what you sow, the seeds you’ve cast,  
No sympathy left for your shattered past.  
Did you have a gun held to your head?  
Or was it your heart that chose instead?  
Stop acting like the victim, can’t you see?  
The truth is a mirror; it reflects only me.

(Verse 2)  
In the midnight hour, the truth will bite,  
You wore your mask, but now it’s in sight.  
Tears of sorrow, you try to show,  
But you’re the architect of your own woe.  
Were those hands forced to write the lies?  
Or was it your silence that bred the cries?  
You played the game, with cards on the floor,  
And now you’re the ghost of a memory sore.

(Chorus)  
Reap what you sow, the seeds you’ve cast,  
No sympathy left for your shattered past.  
Did you have a gun held to your head?  
Or was it your heart that chose instead?  
Stop acting like the victim, can’t you see?  
The truth is a mirror; it reflects only me.

(Bridge)  
So bury your burdens, deep in the ground,  
The echoes of choices, they whisper your sound.  
Stop pointing fingers, look in your own eyes,  
For every dark plot, every twisted guise.  
Chains of your making, they rattle and clang,  
Now you dance with shadows, hear the silence sang.

(Verse 3)  
You wear your sorrow like a tattered crown,  
But there’s no redemption when you wear a frown.  
Face the darkness that you’ve embraced,  
Crown yourself with the pain you’ve faced.  
When the cold wind blows and the night falls slow,  
Remember the truth—you reap what you sow.

(Chorus)  
Reap what you sow, the seeds you’ve cast,  
No sympathy left for your shattered past.  
Did you have a gun held to your head?  
Or was it your heart that chose instead?  
Stop acting like the victim, can’t you see?  
The truth is a mirror; it reflects only me.

(Outro)  
So take a bow for the role you played,  
In the theater of life, where shadows invade.  
As the curtain falls, and the lights grow dim,  
Remember this night, and the battle within.  
You reap what you sow, like a tale retold,  
Facing the demons, the truth will unfold.