Sidération

[Spoken Words]
There’s a French word, ‘sidération’... 
It’s the feeling when something is so absurd, so wrong, your brain just... freezes. 
Like your soul slipped on a banana peel. 
This song is for those moments. It’s called ‘Sidération.’

I saw a hand not touch a Bible,
I heard a vow that never came,
I watched a crown defile a cradle,
I mouthed a prayer, but lost the name.

I saw the clowns declare themselves kings,
I saw the jesters sell the blame,
I saw the liars outlive the truth,
I called it madness, but they called it fame.

Sidération...
Eyes wide, mouth dumb,
Sidération...
Heart stunned, soul numb.

I saw Easter twisted like candy,
I saw saints peddled like stock,
I saw dignity drowned in champagne,
I saw prophets reduced to TikTok.

I saw the cross sold two-for-one,
I saw MLK’s dream pawned for gold,
I saw justice stripped for a runway,
I saw history auctioned and sold.

Sidération...
Laugh or go blind,
Sidération...
Numb is the kind.

I saw truth dragged on a Twitter chain,
I saw faith gutted for a headline,
I saw love mugged by convenience,
I saw decency die, 
but on prime time.

They said it was theater,
They called it a game.
But it smelled of decay,
It screamed out my name.

Sidération...
Hands clasped, mind cracked,
Sidération...
Smile sharp, spine snapped.

[outro]
I drank from the chalice of chaos,
shoot the ashes of fame,
redefine obscene,
sleep with zero shame.

Sidération.