Odin's Ledger (wersja 2)

Intro

Nine nights on the corner, wind sharp as a spear

Grandfather kept one eye closed like he traded it for sight here

Said wisdom don't come cheap, said the fire tells you true

The ledger always balances, no matter what you do

Verse 1

I was twelve when I first saw him trade a stare for silver

Pawnshop gate rolled up like a curtain on a killer

He put his palm flat to the flame, didn't flinch or shiver

Said the fire tells the truth, everything else a filler

Kept a plate of nails beside the register drawer

Counted debts in tally marks scratched into the floor

Every customer walked in owing something more

He collected in stories, not just cash from the door

Watched him lose an eye to a deal gone wrong in '98

Called the wound tuition, called the scar a certificate

Wore the patch like a medal, never asked to relate

Said the blind side sees clearer once you settle the weight

Inherited the ledger when the ash took his frame

Same gate, same plate, still answer to his name

Every loss in the book got a lesson attached

That's the interest on wisdom, that's the only match

Hook

The ledger don't lie, it just adds the cost

Every eye you give buys the sight you lost

I signed in scars, I paid in ash

Odin's ledger always balances the math

Verse 2

Now I run the same gate, same window, new year

Kids come through asking is the wis