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Corrupted
Pandora Raven — Album 2: Corrupted

Corrupted

"You call it corruption... I call it clarity."

Verse 1

I used to wear the linen clean and white I used to pray for mercy every night I kept my head down, kept my answers small Believed every word carved into the wall Until the wall cracked wide enough to see The hollow structure underneath the sanctuary They weren’t saving souls inside those gates They were trading in fear and manufacturing fates

Pre-Chorus

I didn’t break the seal The seal was already rotten I only touched the truth You tried so hard to keep forgotten

Chorus

Corrupted That’s the word you use for me Corrupted Because I refuse to stay on my knees You took the light and twisted it to wire And now you cry because I set the cage on fire Call me corrupted Call me unclean I am the honest version of your holy dream

Verse 2

You say the poison entered through my veins You say the darkness claims whatever it renames But I was never pure, I was just controlled A vessel for the story you wanted told Now the purple flows where the white used to be A royal decay, a beautiful heresy I don’t bleed the grace you tried to teach I bleed the vengeance you could never reach

Pre-Chorus 2

I didn’t break the seal The seal was already rotten I only touched the truth You tried so hard to keep forgotten

Chorus

Corrupted That’s the word you use for me Corrupted Because I refuse to stay on my knees You took the light and twisted it to wire And now you cry because I set the cage on fire Call me corrupted Call me unclean I am the honest version of your holy dream

Bridge

[Gothic choir and heavy organ surge] Sanctus… Nullus… Infinitum… Corruptus… You built a church on silence and shame And thought I’d die inside your holy flame Look at me now Look at the throne I made out of your doubts I am the queen you engineered The exact thing you feared

Final Chorus

Corrupted! Wear it like a crown of thorns! Corrupted! A new dark monarch is born! You call it corruption… I call it clarity The end of your sacred hypocrisies Corrupted! Yes… corrupted!

Outro — spoken, cold

The white dress is gone. The purple remains.