

Prompt / Lyrics
(Verse) Out on a flatline Texas sky Wooden walls and a prophecy Static hum on a late-night dial Promises burning quietly He spoke in riddles, book in hand Seven seals and gasoline Heaven hanging by a thread Between the truth and kerosene (Verse) Children drawing on chapel floors Sermons thick as summer heat Outside lines in armored rows Inside hearts that skipped a beat Radio prayers and headlines scream Truth gets tangled in between Somewhere in that fever dream Faith was thinner than it seemed (Pre-Chorus) Blind faith in a plywood tower Dust and doubt in every room Whispers turning into power Flowers blooming into gloom (Chorus) We were waiting for a sign in the smoke Watching angels turn to crows We were calling out a holy name But it echoed back in flames (Verse) Static on the TV glow Crucified on the six o’clock news Somewhere truth got buried low Under ashes and abused No saints rise from gasoline No kingdom carved from fear Just a scar where faith had been And silence ringing clear (Chorus) We were waiting for a sign in the smoke Watching angels turn to crows We were calling out a holy name But it echoed back in flames (Chorus) We were waiting for a sign in the smoke Watching angels turn to crows We were calling out a holy name But it echoed back in flames
Tags
Grunge alternative rock with heavy distortion down tuned guitar and gritty, scratchy male vocals
3:47
No
2/21/2026