Intro (feedback, distant choir, drums swelling)
Fuck your silence
Fuck your doubt
I found the truth
I’m screaming now
(double pedal ignites)
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Verse I (blast beats)
I tried the void, I tried the flame
Tried every god without a name
They promised power, promised peace
Left me hollow, dead, diseased
I drank the world, it tasted thin
Every path just circled sin
Then I hit the floor, broke my pride
Called His name—He fucking replied
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Pre-Chorus (half-time choke)
Not a symbol
Not a trend
Not a tool for weak men
It’s blood and breath and violent grace
Truth with a fucking face
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DROP I (FULL BLAST)
CHRIST IS KING—FUCK EVERYTHING ELSE
TRUTH MADE FLESH, NOT STORIES TO SELL
NO EMPTY GODS, NO FUCKING LIES
THE CROSS STILL STANDS WHEN THE WORLD FUCKING DIES
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Verse II (faster, vicious)
I’ve seen faith dressed up in chains
I’ve seen wolves preach holy names
But don’t confuse the rot you see
With the fire that fucking saved me
This isn’t comfort, this is war
Nails in flesh, crown of thorns
You want a god that never bleeds
I want the one who fucking did
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Breakdown (slow, crushing, hateful weight)
Fuck your idols made of self
Fuck your truth that bows to wealth
Grace ain’t soft, it splits the bone
Salvation’s not fucking alone
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DROP II (FASTER, BIGGER, ANGRIER)
NO OTHER NAME—NO OTHER WAY
HE STOOD IN DEATH AND FUCKING STAYED
WHEN EVERYTHING ELSE FUCKING FELL
CHRIST REMAINED—ABOVE IT ALL
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Bridge (chant over blast beats)
Not a myth
Not a phase
Not ashamed
Not afraid
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Outro (melodic, cold, resolute)
When the noise burns itself out
And every god gets fucking drowned
One truth carved in blood and flame
No other throne
No other name
(final chord rings, drums stop dead)