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Bleeding Scarlet
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Bleeding Scarlet was released on June 5, 2026 by Freedom Sounds as a part of the album Sir Render
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Release DateJune 5, 2026
LabelFreedom Sounds
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM78

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Navy Blue
Navy Blue
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sage Elsesser
Sage Elsesser
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Navy Blue
Navy Blue
Producer
Joe Visciano
Joe Visciano
Mixing Engineer
Zeroh
Zeroh
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Navy blue but I'm bleeding Scarlet
Blood'll thicken on this path I'll make my way regardless
I have risen I disrupt the hardship,
God's gift, shuffle the deck and get the cards split
Ochosi bow and arrow stretching at the target,
I crack a smile though my stoicism rather harmless,
Hard to fall into the pit then get myself up out it,
A living horror in these borders couldn't live without em,
Quintessential, consequences were the outcome...
The crown runs red, birthing bloodshed,
Will the moon stand still when the sun sets?
My lungs take breath and breathe gratitude,
Hung heads in deceit, degrees in latitude,
Clear skies fear died with the Baton Rouge,
My spirit lingered in that hollow tomb,
Praise the vase that hold the vessel but my heart a tool,
Life amazing and amusing what to make of what is ruined
A solution music echoed in the ruins,
Brewing, seething, stewing,
A pair of eyes, a set of feet free on two ends,
Can only claim I'm too human,
To efface or to erase that's the question that I'm baring
What I bore was such a nuisance,
I can't wear it, can't worry, cant accommodate my daily tariff,
I'm just tryna make it through,
'Cause if I wake then I can't turn away in spite,
I gotta learn I know the burning will suffice,
Double water every cup of rice,
Sons and daughters fall from such a height,
I don't question God I know it's only right,
On the quest of loss found me in the light,
Fell in the warmth of arms I've fallen through the ice
Not a feather harmed, wings are for the flight,
Every blessed scar healed to serve a life...
My life, my story
My plight, my glory
My knife, my blood
My fight, for my love
My life, my story
My plight, my glory
My knife, my blood
My fight, for my love
My life, my story
My plight, my glory
My knife, my blood
My fight, for my love
My life, my story
My plight, my glory
My knife, my blood
My fight, for my love
My life, my story
My plight, my glory
My knife, my blood
My fight, for my love
My life, my story
My plight, my glory
My knife, my blood
My fight, for my love
This feeling sprang up of itself, organically, automatically,
Like the rotting hull of a seed forming the soil in which it must grow again.
And under and above it all, there was the fear of death
Before which he was naked and without defense
He had to go forward and meet his end, like any other living thing upon the earth
Written by: Sage Elsesser
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