Cult of Frame - Boys to Men Lyrics

In the days of old, when boys became men
Through trials of fire, sweat, and pain
Rituals harsh, to harden the soul
Preparing for life's unforgiving toll

Amazonian gloves of stinging ants
Mandan piercing, a gruesome dance
Removed from comfort, thrown to the wild
No longer a soft and gender-fluid child

Killing the boy, to birth the man
Conquering fear, with a steady hand
Transcending limits, both mind and flesh
Emerging stronger, reborn afresh

But now in this world of cotton and ease
We've lost the path, forgotten these
The rituals that once made us strong
Leaving us weak, where we don't belong

In the modern world, where comfort reigns
A man's heart breaks, feels the chains
Of betrayal's sting, a love gone cold
Seeking answers, to truths untold

Man-babies wandering, unprepared
For the trauma of life, emotionally impaired
Depending on others, for support and care
Unable to face the world's cold stare

Searching for reasons, in brothers' words
Why women act, in ways absurd
This heartbroken soul, desires to know
How to heal, how to grow

Smart men learn, to shed the frame
Of emotions past, that bring them shame
Not rebuilding walls, that crumbled before
But seeking rationality, at their core

Just like tribal boys, of ancient days
We need rebirth, in modern ways
Not born as men, but forged through fire
Guided through trauma, rising higher

If you've felt pain, don't lose your way
Let frame guide you, to a brighter day
Find meaning in suffering, understand the strife
Rationalize the chaos, that's part of life

By understanding manhood, we choose to be strong
Comprehending women, we learn to belong
Transcending trauma, no longer weak
Finding our voice, learning to speak

So to all who search, for answers true
Let this be a guide, to see you through
From boy to man, a journey complete
Embracing frame, no longer in defeat

Every man needs a rebirth, a new start
Guided through trauma, to harden the heart
Rationalizing pain, finding meaning in strife
Picking up frame, to succeed in this life

So remember the rituals, the lessons of old
For in facing our fears, we become truly bold
From boy to man, a journey of fire
Building our walls, ever higher and higher