At a loss in a world gone frost

We need that heat, not the power they toss

We need that real, not the gloss or the deal

We need Jesus—that’s how I feel

No fake light, no staged appeal

Just truth that burns, just love that heals

From the street to the steeple, the cry is real

We need Jesus—that’s how I feel

I won’t comply—felt the crumble in the sky

Bought the first lie, even the second, the third

Fool me once, but you won’t touch the herd

The family stands—we will not comply

Science catching up to what the ancients knew

Truth was written, page by page, in view

What they did to Kirk? Felt staged, not true

Loss ain’t a show—grief ain’t for revenue

Prayers rise—thoughts to his kin

Vengeance ain’t ours, it’s the Lord’s within

From island to state, that’s the root we spin

Leaders lay stay, but the soul won’t thin

At a loss in a world gone frost

We need that heat, not the power they toss

We need that real, not the gloss or the deal

We need Jesus—that’s how I feel

No fake light, no staged appeal

Just truth that burns, just love that heals

From the street to the steeple, the cry is real

We need Jesus—that’s how I feel

Symbols speak, frequencies play

Stories coded in the light and decay

I won’t comply—felt the crumble that day

Felt the twist in the shadows, the blue that bellows