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Maison Francis

If You Stayed

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You touched the cracks upon my skin
like scripture you could read,
tracing every faded wound
as if each one could intercede.
You lifted every tremor
like a psalm that wasn’t heard,
and kissed the places heaven left
without a single word.

You said, “Angel, every scar you bear
is just another kind of prayer.”
And in your voice, I felt my hurt
turn holy in the air.

You collect scars like prayers—
soft, broken souvenirs.
You hold them like confessions
that only you can hear.
You gather every wound I’ve worn,
every ache I couldn’t bear—
you collect my scars like prayers,
and call them something rare.

You traced the ghosts beneath my ribs,
said they still had songs to sing,
and every breath I offered you
felt like a sacred offering.
Your hands became my altar,
your shadow kept me still,
and every bruise you blessed in me
felt chosen by your will.

You whispered, “You’re not ruined—
you’re a gospel left undone.”
And in your arms, my broken parts
felt closer to the sun.

You collect scars like prayers—
soft, broken souvenirs.
You hold them like confessions
that only you can hear.
You gather every wound I’ve worn,
every ache I couldn’t bear—
you collect my scars like prayers,
and call them something rare.

Lay me in your mercy,
let your touch rewrite my ache.
If every scar’s a testament,
then let them never break.

“Let me keep your hurt,” you said—
“I’ll turn it into gospel.”

You collect scars like prayers,
and hold them with such care—
you make my broken holy,
you make my trembling fair.
You gather every wound I’ve worn,
every sin stripped open bare—
you collect my scars like prayers…
and call them yours to bear.

And in your shadow,
even my damage
felt divine.

Scars Like Prayers

Album Description — Spiritual Warfare: Keep Your Demons
This album is my testimony — the truth of what I lived through, what I survived, and what God revealed to me in the darkest season of my life.
I was pulled into a third, forth, fifth‑party situation by someone who claimed he loved me. He told me he was divorcing, told me to wait, told me to trust him.  And I did — not because I’m naïve, but because God placed unconditional love for him in my heart.  I had never experienced this kind of love, it had never been my nature to love anyone like this. Normally, one lie and I’m gone. No second chances. But this was different, and I didn’t understand why until much later.
As time passed, the truth unraveled. It will be 2 years on February 28, 2026
He wasn’t divorcing.
He wasn’t committed to any of us. 
He was hooking up with multiple people, playing everyone, lying to all of us while pretending to be the victim. 
And while he was doing that, he was also moving in darkness — binding spells, destiny‑swap attempts, humiliation rituals, manipulation, and spiritual attacks meant to break me. They saw me as competition when I was at my lowest. They wanted my gifts, my light, my calling. They wanted to silence me. They wanted me gone.
But God had eyes on the inside.
God showed me everything.
Shady Activity. Drug Addiction. Sex Addiction. Dark magic.
The very things they thought would elevate them became their downfall.
And through all of it, God protected me.
There were moments when the spiritual attacks were so heavy that I could feel them physically. They wanted me to destroy myself. They wanted me to collapse under the weight of their rituals. But even in the darkest moment, when an intrusive image flashed through my mind, I stood firm and said, “You’re out of your mind if you think I’m doing that.”
Because the only thing I fear is God — not people, not demons, not darkness, not death.
God surrounded me with war angels.
God sharpened my discernment.
God strengthened my intuition.
God kept me alive.
Every attack they sent became a lesson.
Every curse became a classroom.
Every shadow became a revelation.
I learned how to stand, how to see, how to return what wasn’t mine to carry.
And I realized something powerful:
I was placed in this season on purpose.
Not to be destroyed — but to expose what needed to be exposed.
Not to fall — but to rise.
Not to fear — but to testify.
This album is the sound of my awakening.
It’s the story of how I broke free from manipulation, spiritual warfare, and deception.
It’s the record of how God turned every attack into wisdom, every betrayal into strength, and every wound into a weapon of truth.
These songs are my voice, my clarity, my strategy, my survival, and my victory.
I move in silence until God tells me to speak — and now I’m speaking.
Through lyrics.
Through testimony.
Through truth that reaches the world.
Spiritual Warfare: Keep Your Demons is not just an album.
It’s the declaration that I know exactly what was done.
I know who did it.
I know why.
And I know that God saw it all — and protected me through every moment.
This is my story.
This is my season.
This is my purpose.
And this is only the beginning.

Keep Your Demons

​Run Thru Rome is about sound of two lovers escaping an empire that wants to tear them apart. It’s about that moment when you decide that love is worth losing everything else for

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